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?
Bob here, with Amy.
Rylee was on to something. We could use the power of our consulate to create little islands in major cities.
Then we could build schools. We would prove to the world how treating children differently can make a difference. You should see Carol and Henry. They could be an advertisement although we wouldn't do that. They've been with Rylee for weeks although they stayed with us for some of that so they could start our schools. Not only did they test high but they're both up another grade level already.
Amy and I talked about it and we wanted to replicate this idea. We put word out on the network that we would pay a finder's fee for similar school purchasing opportunities. We were pursuing Barcelona, Berlin, and Athens. Yes, just across the bay was the nicest one of them all.
We found two more and they were tempting but they made us nervous. One was just in Chicago, near our Lincoln Park home, and one was in Dallas.
Were we ready to do this in the US? I needed to have a heart to heart with Kyrsten. But how? She just didn't meet with people alone. I decided I'd wait for the upcoming economic summit. Morgan and I were attending. She had taken on the Minister of Finance role. I was really looking forward to it. I fondly remember our house hunting trip to Montreal. It is a great memory. One on one time. Leslie and I were going island hunting soon too.
Amy and I were leaving shortly in an E-62. All the properties were big enough to land on. The little ones were staying with the nannies. Money does have its benefits. They were so much fun. The kids. Not the nannies. Well...
Athens, Berlin, then Barcelona. We would stay at our place outside Barcelona. Of course, we would. We didn't use it enough, but our friends did which is all that mattered. One thing about having your own country was your circle of friends grew. So many were on the friends list we needed to buy more houses.
I was up for that.
Although they'd all taken to sharing. What a cool way to meet new families.
OK, Amy was landing in Athens. The 3-minute flight wasn't too tough.
Wow. School or not, we were buying this property. Easily a few hundred acres overlooking the Mediterranean. The buildings would need work, and possibly replaced so this would be a longer-term project. That's OK. Just staffing the schools was going to be a challenge.
Rylee was excited that we liked her idea.
All because of a traffic accident. Nobody understood how that can change your life more than me. Well, our kids, of course.
Off to Berlin. A 20-minute flight. The engineers had solved the problem of sonic booms, so speed was never an issue. This school was smaller but could easily handle 500 kids. If it was a success, we could find a way to expand. We let Jason finish these negotiations over the phone. Same with Athens. It let us keep moving.
Barcelona here we come. This school put all the others to shame. It had been a small university, again right on the Mediterranean. If we fully developed it, we could easily handle 5,000 kids.
"You know," said Amy. "We are graduating young kids from high school. Not all are as mature as ours so they're going to just wait years for college. Why don't we make this Dionysus University? Only available to our graduates from any of our schools. It could also be a regular school. Given the age ranges, the interaction would be great."
Did I mention Amy's brilliance? Not often enough. The agent overheard a bit of this. Nothing secret about this idea.
"If your goal is larger, I am aware of a similar property outside Madrid. I could arrange for you to see it too," he said. "Multiple campuses is common in Europe, even across countries." Well damn, that was perfect.
"Can you be our agent for that too?" asked Amy.
"Of course, but it is quite a distance," he said. Amy laughed and pointed at our plane. He was game so we took off again.
Yes, we bought it too. The economy had hit Spain hard. Remember that's who we bought Vino from.
Can we get back to school now? Jeez, you bring home two kids and buy a school or two and you get all the attention. Oh, I'm kidding. What Rylee did was amazing, and Carol and Henry are such fun. Oh stop, I didn't mean that. They're smart, funny, engaging, and snarky. We love snarky. Oh, they can take it too. The funny thing is that Rylee adopting two children at 13 doesn't even feel that unusual to us.
For now, I'm going back to that Saturday after the first day of school. I told everyone to dress casually and comfortably and darned if they didn't do it, even General Dickhead. No, I didn't call him that to his face, tempting as it was. We will see how he acts today. I was wearing one of my never-ending supply of cute rompers. So were Chris, Elena and Carlina. After all, I needed a copilot and we needed two planes to take everybody. We had done each other's hair in braided pigtails. We were camping it up. Was I making a point that I could easily get two big space planes?
The fact that I was the oldest pilot made me laugh. Elena and Carlina freaked them out a bit so I did the only thing I could do. I paired them up as the pilots of one of the planes. These people had to be the least media aware people on the planet. They knew nothing of our family. They were confused when I introduced both Chris and Carlina as UN ambassadors until I cleared up the confusion that Chris was the US ambassador. Given she looked as young as Elena in her romper there was a lot of confusion. Puffies, you know. After that, Elena's being in medical school didn't even faze them. None of this bothered or even startled the women in the group. They loved us all. Yes, yes, they did.
Oh, did I mention I had two F-35s parked there too? Whenever you're ready General. Oh, that I said out loud. Elena assured him that she was ready any time, even though she hadn't flown an F-35 in a long time. Yeah, twist the knife Elena. We owned a big hanger at Heathrow and the FBO managed it. We had our big helicopter there too, but we didn't use it much anymore. GD (General Dickhead) made a snide comment about who pilots it. I loved that Carlina jumped in, all sweet and innocent, and said we all did. It's both hard to take her seriously and hard to ignore her. Finally, the captain got frustrated with it all.
Oh, she is Maria and cute as hell. She was even rocking a romper. Just a pony tail though. We'd finally realized that we had met each other when we did war games over the Mediterranean.
"You people are the most clueless people on the planet. How do you even make it through the day? Do you not all realize you are standing with four of the pilots that saved the Olympics? Do you read a news site? Rumor is that Carlina shot down the nuke although they won't confirm it. Leslie isn't just the winner of Top Gun. She is the Minister of Defense of the most advanced military in the world. She bought three entire island chains for over $5 billion. Personally. She has accomplished more in her 13 years than the rest of us will in our lifetimes.
"And don't get me started on Carlina and the fact she is the champion of the Acura NSX racing series. Hell, one of her cars is in the hanger. That's her hobby when she isn't a full-time student at New York University and their UN ambassador. Jesus Christ. Am I seriously the only one that researched the background of the entire class?"
No, since I did. It turned out every woman in the class did and only one man. The professor just shook his head. That seemed like the perfect time to take them up. All the women followed Carlina on to her plane. I think they were making a point about strong young women. GD ended up on my plane and I let him ride the jumpseat up. We flew around for a couple hours and they all couldn't stop laughing. Finally, we landed. I gave GD credit. In front of the entire group, he apologized.
I can be magnanimous too. I offered to train him in the F-61. You had to go there first.
"Leslie, how many can you train? There are five fighter pilots in the class. Everybody must do one big project. I'm happy to make your project training others and count their training as their project. They must certify though. Can you do that?" he asked.
"Sure, but it will kill weekends. They'll have to put in hours. I can train you, but it is all about the hours. I'll have to bring in more trainers to do all five," I said. "I'll have six planes ferried up to be safe."
"I'll help," said Carlina.
"Me too," said Elena.
Oh, they got stares.
"We're both instructors," said Carlina, innocently. Well, maybe not. She was enjoying twisting the knife.
"You can deploy six hypersonic fighters here without limiting your Air Force?" asked Donald. Oh, GD was Donald. He had moved to just Donald with his apology. Before I could answer, Carlina laughed.
"You do know that Leslie owns the largest plant building the F-61, E-62, F-71, and F-77, don't you? She is already retiring some of the F-61s in favor of the F-77," said Carlina.
Well they did now.
What's Dad's favorite word? Oh yeah, bedlam. All five were interested, but one balked because he had never even flown a Gen 5 fighter.
"OK," I said, pointing at the F-35. "We have a couple of those here too. Is there anyone that would be more comfortable with the F-35 first?" One other pilot raised his hand.
"Are you comfortable with your skills that with proper ground school you could jump right into the plane or do you feel you need simulator time? That's a question to all five of you, because if you need the simulator, that's fine, but we don't have one," I said. That got me stares.
"What do you mean you don't have a simulator?" asked Donald.
"Well, for the F-35, we all just learned by flying them. For the F-61, we never built a simulator. We're the only trained pilots on the plane and we don't really like simulators. All the advanced planes, including the 61, 62, 71, and 77, support a co-pilot, so they're easier to learn. Although, my first time in the F-61 was a solo."
"Mine too," said Carlina and Elena just nodded.
"Heck, even her mom can fly them. Surely you all can," said Carlina. Yep, twist it again little girl.
I don't think they quite understood us.
I can get things done quickly, so we're back at the airport on Sunday morning. We had four more F-35s delivered and six F-61s. We had a pair of E-62s too, since they were a better first-time hypersonic plane. They were outside the hanger, so I had to do something about it. I sent a text to the assistant phone they shared to buy a bigger hanger. Mary Lou responded that she would handle it. I liked Mary Lou. We all liked Mary Lou.
Everyone was assembled and for the first day, I brought in a lot of pilots. I wanted a one-to-one relationship.
In addition to Donald, from Germany and Maria, from Italy, we had Astarte, from Egypt. So, two of our three F-61 trainees were women. I liked that. The remaining two trainees were starting on the F-35. They were Madhu, from India and Berwyn, from New Zealand. So, three men, two women.
I would rotate instructors, but for now, I had Orlando and Ruby attached to Madhu and Berwyn respectively. Donald, Maria, and Astarte were with Carlina, Elena, and Morgan.
Yes, I chose Carlina for Donald on purpose. He needed some work. Carlina would give it to him.
I was the floater. All five had completed the ground school for the planes on-line. The F-61s were easy, as the instructor could be in the right seat. The F-35s were single seat, so they were on their own. I think they were nervous, but Orlando and Ruby were doing a great job.
I'd brought extra F-35s, so Orlando and Ruby would fly with them. That was safest.
Yeah, yeah, this is boring, so I'll cut to the chase and say overall, they did very well.
Only Maria and Astarte got a private invitation back to our house. It was fun. They were, um, inexperienced in our ways but fast learners. Very fast learners. Let me tell you, when the two of them were focusing on me, I could barely stop squirming.
They liked Gabe too. They loved Orlando. They both would have married Orlando. Can you blame them?
Billy dropped by and wanted to chat. OK, that didn't clear much up. Billy I had been promoted to just be Billy now. That's not entirely true. He was officially Baron Billy of Dionysus. We didn't exactly know what a Baron was, but it sounded cool. For the most part, we're making this shit up. We wanted to honor him. We have Countess Ruby. We have Princess Chris. I'm the fucking King.
Can you hear me giggle?
Oh yeah, he was also the chief procurement officer for our military now and a one-star General. We liked Generals. Leslie was a four-star. Chris was a three-star. So was Heather. Ruby was a two-star, which felt appropriate given she'd been shot down. Just kidding. OK, that's a tangent. Back on track Bob.
Billy had a really nice place in Robertville. He wanted to be in the village, being single and all. He's sold the marina and moved here full-time. Chris was thrilled. Hell, we all were. I was particularly happy because he was a decent small forward on my intramural team.
Anyway, Billy dropped by. I was lying on my raft, tied to our back patio, floating in the warm water of the Mediterranean. I fucking loved it. I smelled like suntan lotion, which we bought by the barrel. No sunburns for us. Billy walked out and dove in and swam over. There was another raft tethered, so he climbed up on it and drifted over to me. He said hi by stroking my cock a bit, which was thoughtful. We shot the shit and talked about sports, and boats, and how we liked that our days were generally full of a lot of sex. You know, typical. Finally, he got to the point.
"So, what's the official position on polygamy here on Dionysus?" said Billy. Baron Billy.
"Our official position is we don't give a shit. You want to marry a dozen people, go for it. You want to live with them and never marry, that's cool with us too. You want to marry a goat and we might talk," I said. "I'm not even sure why you asked. You know us. Let's be honest, we're not exactly constrained by traditional views of anything. I woke up this morning with Amy, Gabe, Ruby, and Tomas in my bed. What woke me up was when Tomas started blowing me. No, that's not fair, I might have slept through that for a bit, but the bed was rocking because Gabe was fucking Amy doggy style, while she went down on Ruby. If you think that's how my day started, and that I'm worried if you want to legitimize a threesome, then you're confused. Hell, Leslie, Hunter, and Hallie are inseparable and two of them are twins. That's a wedding we'll see in the future."
"So, I guess the big question is why, and what does my opinion matter?" I added.
"Because I value your opinion, your majesty," he said, in a somber tone. Yeah, we both laughed at that and I heard Amy's laugh too. I heard a splash and she swam over and climbed up on my raft. More accurately, she climbed up me, and laid down with her head on my chest. Damn, I was lucky. She looked up and smiled.
"Yes, you are," she said, with a grin.
Don't go there. I've just stopped worrying about it.
"Good," she said.
"I just got here, so what's the topic if I'm not intruding. If I am intruding, fuck you, I'm the Queen," said Amy. Yes, yes you are my dear. Billy laughed.
"Nope, not intruding. Just asking the King the official position on polygamy," said Billy. Amy laughed.
"So, you're finally going to make Oliver and Charlotte an honest trio?" said Amy. Oliver and Charlotte? Really? When the hell did that happen?
"Seriously Bob? Do you not pay attention to anything?" said Amy. "They've been inseparable every time they come to visit. Charlotte fawns over him and Oliver follows him around like a little puppy. But why marriage? We're fine with it, but wouldn't it make sense to live together first?"
"Yes, for sure," said Billy. "I was just planning for the future. I care about them that much. You're cool with them moving in with me and you having to replace them in Montreal?" Yeah, we both laughed at that.
"Are you kidding? Another driver for our impromptu races? That's so fucking cool. What's the next step?" asked Amy.
"I guess I invite them to visit and pitch the idea. Can someone go get them once I do?" said Billy.
"Given the round trip is about 90 minutes, and we have a lot of people that love to fly, sure, we could do that," said Amy. "Hell, have any of you been in space? We'll take a space plane. Let me see if one is free. The kids have been joyriding in space." She grabbed her phone off the patio and looked it up.
"Yep. One should be free in about 30 minutes," said Amy. "Go invite them and we'll go get them. Bob will come too. That way he can be the pilot while the four of us fuck in space." Really? I don't get a turn?
"Yeah, you get a turn," said Amy. "I'll take turns."
Which is how 30 minutes later we took off in a space plane from our new runway right behind the house. Freaking convenient. We landed in Montreal about 45 minutes later. Almost 5,000 miles. Too cool. We didn't even get that high. And no, I'm not talking about Sophia's weed business. She does do big business in Canada, where it is legal.
We flew the helicopter over to the house to meet Oliver and Charlotte. We hadn't seen them in so long. Hell, we hadn't been to Montreal in forever. We weren't in a huge hurry, so I made reservations at Toqué, which is my favorite restaurant in town. We still had one of the Mercedes Project Ones here, so we took that and let Billy ride with Oliver and Charlotte. We felt a little like a fourth and fifth wheel.
We got to the restaurant first and went ahead and sat down. That's a good thing, as they didn't show up for almost a half an hour. Lovers, what can I say? Charlotte almost danced through the restaurant to our table and held up her hand. She was wearing an engagement ring with a rock that had to be five carats. Oliver held up his hand and had a similar, more masculine, ring on his finger. Billy sheepishly showed us his ring, which matched Oliver's. He wasn't much for public displays. They sat down and everyone talked at once. Finally, Amy went "shh" forcefully and we all shut up.
"I want to hear from Charlotte. You want to hear from Charlotte," said Amy. We wanted to hear from Charlotte.
"We were riding to the restaurant and I was in the back seat with Billy. We were, you know, making out. We hadn't seen him in so long and we missed him. He brought up how much he loved us both. That's what started us kissing. Oliver could hear, so Billy went for it. He pulled the rings out of his pocket and managed to get on one knee on the floor of a moving SUV. He was so sweet. You could tell he was nervous, but he pushed through it. Of course, we said yes," she said. "This means we're moving, though. To Dionysus. I guess we're quitting now, but Billy's worth it."
OK, I was the first to laugh, but Amy joined in. That got us both weird looks.
"Oh, I can field this one," said Billy, with a smile. "You won't be quitting, you'll be relocating. Bob and Amy will come up with some amazing jobs and pay for the entire relocation and you'll have a blast and life on Dionysus with me will be simply spectacular. Oh, and you'll probably get some peerage title. I'm a Baron, and since we're marrying, you'll probably be a Baron and Baroness."
Amy and I both just nodded.
"Well, we both did finish our degrees. We haven't even interviewed with companies yet, because we didn't want to leave the family," said Charlotte.
"Remind me of your degrees," said Amy. I admit I forgot too. We have so many family members in college.
"Mine is in sports management," said Charlotte.
"Mine is in hotel management," said Oliver.
Damn. I knew where Amy was going with this. I'll bet she was several steps ahead and already had them moving to Vino in a few years. Amy gave me her biggest smile. Yeah, she was. I let her lead, although we both knew the answers, at least roughly.
"OK, Charlotte. We have a race track and training program on Dionysus, including a complete recreation of the 'Ring. You know this. Leo runs driver training, but we've expanded the business to include the guests and built a second track and probably need a third. You would run the entire thing, including the build out of additional tracks. We recently added rally cars but haven't done much with them yet. Leo doesn't want to run the whole thing and will be thrilled to work for you. For that matter, he'd be thrilled to do other things for you," said Amy. "Of course, we're also short on drivers that can do the racing demonstrations and we run a number of charity races. We need you for that too." There were moans at Amy's comments about Leo doing other things. From Charlotte and me. I liked Leo, what can I say?
That's Amy though. Set the hook and then tighten it up. It was the perfect job and really needed, particularly if we widened the guest training program.
"That guest training program is one of our biggest sellers and is perpetually sold out, especially the kid's program. You'd need to really beef that up. That one includes a lot of ride-alongs for the kids," said Amy. Great minds, I thought, which got me another smile.
Oh hell, I got a turn.
"Oliver, as you know, all three resorts have opened," I said. "Julia runs the resorts and has resort managers. You know them all. What Julia needs right now is a Chief of Staff. She's overwhelmed and won't admit it. You'd basically be Julia when Julia can't be Julia. A powerful position. After a while, there are options too. We'll be opening Gamma II on Vino and the manager of Alpha doesn't want to do it long-term. Choices. We have no doubt you'll both do incredibly well. Which leads me to our current dilemma. Replacing you here. Do you have any suggestions and you know how special they need to be?"
Oliver and Charlotte looked at each other.
"Spit it out," said Amy.
"Well, we have the right people, but the situation is a little unusual," said Charlotte. "But you're open-minded, so here goes. Our absolute best friends are a poly trio. Sort of like us with Billy. Two men and one woman. They would be perfect. They have two kids, though. A 9-year-old girl and a 10-year-old boy. Both kids are just as magical as their parents, if you follow me." Oh God, we did.
"We're sure open to that," I said. "Why wouldn't we be? Is your house big enough, though?" I said. They laughed.
"Bob, everybody doesn't live to your standards," said Charlotte. "Our house is almost five-thousand square feet. It's huge. Yes, it's wonderful, particularly given they live in a two-bedroom apartment now."
"Any objections if we spend the night and meet the family tomorrow?" asked Amy. Everyone agreed that was a great idea. Amy pulled out her phone and did something for a minute, and then we finished a glorious dinner, including an amazing dessert. As we walked out, Amy pulled us all to the side.
"We'll see you in the morning," said Amy. "You have a suite at the Ritz for the night. Everything is prepaid, including room service. Congratulations and have fun." They just looked at us, a bit stunned, but then they all laughed and headed off.
Amy and I went back to the house and realized we were alone. That almost never happens. We explored our own house, given we were there so infrequently. We decided that the carpet in the living room was the softest and easiest on the knees, and that the bed in the fourth bedroom was the most comfortable. Oh, you know how we checked all these things out. I am proud to say, that with the proper partner, I can cum six times in one night. SIX!
And there is no better partner than Amy.
We fell asleep and I don't think we moved. Oh, did I mention we fell asleep curled up in front of the fire in the living room, naked, with just a light blanket? Now, that's not particularly meaningful unless you got the part where we didn't move. Until Billy, Oliver, and Charlotte got home. With their friends. And their kids.
Yeah, the blanket wasn't on us anymore. We were starkers. We woke up, when a small voice said.
"Hi, I'm Natalie," said, well, Natalie. We woke up and standing over us was one of the most beautiful kids I've ever seen in my life. I would later figure out she was a mix of Hispanic and Asian and let me tell you, that combination was pretty damn spectacular. Standing next to her was a slightly larger boy. We could see the Asian, but quickly realized in his case it wasn't Hispanic, it was black. Oh, he was a young God.
Amy sat up and stuck her hand out and shook Natalie's and then Ty's. They were both clearly enjoying the view, although I think Ty might have been a little more interested in me than Amy, which is hard to do. Oh, he was hard too. No, no, they weren't naked, just gym shorts and T-shirts, but he was tenting out his shorts. Pretty damn far for what I knew was a 10-year-old.
I looked around and saw our three friends and three more. I found out they were Emma, a petite Japanese woman who was clearly the source of Natalie's beauty. I also saw Kacey, a stunning 6'6" (198 cm) black guy, who I would learn had an impressive 11-inch (28 cm) uncut cock, which explained the fact that Ty looked like he had at least six inches, at 10.
Finally, there was Finn, a 5'11' or so inch Hispanic guy who was a blend of handsome and pretty. It's hard to describe, but he was amazing, and it explained the other half of Natalie's beauty.
Oh, I got hard again, which surprised me. Even Amy gave a little giggle. While I was looking around at everyone else, I hadn't notice that the kids had stripped. I felt movement and looked back just in time to see Natalie slam herself down on my cock. Next to us, Ty was already pumping in and out of Amy, while holding her legs high in the air. Damn, that cock looked nice sliding in and out. Natalie was on fire and bouncing fast. She grabbed my hands and put one on her pussy and the other on her nipple. I can take direction and started working.
Hell, I didn't think my cock would ever work again when we went to bed, but all of Natalie's actions got me there quickly. I asked, politely, and she said she wanted me to cum inside her. Amy told Ty the same and we seemed to time it well. Natalie and Amy went off together, and then Ty and I did too.
I heard someone yell "cleanup", and others yell "me too".
Suddenly Kacey was licking out Amy, Charlotte was licking out Natalie and Finn and Emma were taking turns licking off my cock. Oh, Billy was doing the same for Ty's.
Cleanup complete, we did introductions. Yes, we only knew Natalie's name during all of this.
We went and sat next to the indoor pool so the kids could swim. Charlotte, Oliver, and Billy went swimming too, so we could talk with our potential new family members. No suits? No problem. Rather than Amy and me getting dressed, our new guests stripped. Yeah, we were all lounging by the pool naked and let me tell you, I was enjoying the view, and so was my little friend, but we had real conversations to have.
I won't bore you with those conversations, because you have read about them a dozen times. Suffice it to say that yes, they were our newest family members, and would all be in college in the fall. We found out Finn was really into cars and invited them all to come visit in Dionysus where he could put that interest to good use. Since school wasn't in session, we decided that everyone should go back with us, and they could get to know the extended family. As you can imagine, they were all excited that they'd be going into space. Hell, I was excited every time and I owned the damn planes.
Once that was all decided, we put the lounge chairs to good use. GOOD use. At one point, we had a row of people on their knees. Kacey was stuffing that monster 11-inch (28 cm) cock in my ass. Finn was fucking Amy. Billy was fucking Natalie. Oliver was fucking Emma. Ty was fucking Charlotte. Yep. Five in a row. Halfway through, Kacey spun me around and I was on my back with my legs high in the air. That let him jack me off while he fucked me. That led to what you would expect, and I gave myself a facial. He pulled out and added his cum, which led to the other men deciding to cum on me too. Finn, Ty, Billy, Oliver. All on me. Six loads of cum. I started to get up to shower.
"Stop," said Amy. Oh boy. She walked over to the piles of clothes and found my cargo shorts and T-shirt. She handed them to me.
"Get dressed," she said, in one of her more commanding voices. Everyone else just watched as I pulled clothes over my dripping, cum covered body.
"Let's go out to lunch," said Amy. "We can walk into Old Montreal."
Thanks honey. Sticky and dripping. She looked over and laughed a bit and scooped some cum off my leg. Did she taste it? No. She offered her finger to me.
Quite an intro to our new family members.
Amy here. Yeah, maybe I shouldn't have done that to Bob, but, well, it was fun. We'll let him shower after lunch. We wandered into Old Montreal. I just loved this part of town and the fact that it was walking distance was wonderful. We spent a solid hour just wandering around. We people watched. We chatted with our new family members. We just had great fun. I was so impressed with Ty and Natalie. They were bright, funny, and acted like young adults.
Just like the rest of our family.
We finally decided to get lunch and tried a new place called Restaurant Mélisse. Damn it was good. Open and airy with incredible food. Another restaurant on our list and the list was getting long here. All five of them were completely confused as Charlotte and Oliver explained more about the job.
"This is too good to be true," said Finn. "You pay us well. Pay for all three of us to go back to college, and we just take care of your mansion and play with your toys and make sure it is ready for any visitors."
"Yep," I said, laughing. "But don't forget you have access to space planes plus houses and apartments around the world."
"Well sure," said Emma. "How could we forget the space planes."
"Just be aware that when you schedule one, the pilots might surprise you," said Charlotte.
"In what way?" asked Kacey.
"Oh, we'll let it be a surprise," said Bob. Yeah, when Carlina or Tegan showed up, it was going to be quite the surprise.
"Listen, it will be awhile for Charlotte and Oliver to get entirely moved out of your new house. Why don't you all move into the main house until then. No reason for you not to," said Bob. Yeah, that got him stares.
"Wait, what do you mean your new house," said Emma. "We don't just come to work every day?" Oh. Oops.
"I guess we missed that part," said Bob. "Have you been over to Charlotte's house?"
"You mean the smaller mansion?" asked Emma.
OK, Bob and I laughed.
"Um, not exactly. The big house is our house. The house that Charlotte and Oliver are in is your house. It comes with the job."
"The entire house?" screamed Natalie, getting us a look from all the other diners.
"Yes. That's your house," I said. "Assuming you're willing to move." Now they laughed.
"Hmm. Stay in our small two-bedroom apartment in a bad part of town or move into the smaller mansion," said Kacey. "Well, I don't know." Now we all laughed.
"You didn't mention the cars," said Oliver. Oh yeah, we didn't.
"I'll tell you what. Charlotte, can the three of you take Ty and Natalie out in the Sea Ray while the five of us talk? I'll text you when we're done," I said. By then, we'd wandered back to the house and the five of them took off for the boat, with the kids laughing.
We walked them through the entire compensation plan. Those darn big eyes we get. We went through can but don't have too. OK, that required a short break, to um, can again. We suggested they arrange a plane to come visit us for a weekend as soon as they could. We had them load the app on their phone and showed them how to use it. We got to the part with houses they could use, then the way to request planes, and they just kept staring at us.
"Listen. You have two bright, fun kids. We will be disappointed if you don't take them some place new at least one or two weekends a month. Come visit us a lot, but DC, San Francisco, London, Paris, Barcelona. They're all there for you, and none is more than an hour flight. Push them," said Bob. You go Bob. "Oh, and every pilot that picks you up is great fun too. You should ask them to stay for the weekend. They'll all be good tour guides. Most have a significant other they'll bring along too. Some have two or three significant others." That made them smile. I knew they were envisioning adults. That was going to throw them.
"I did want to ask one more thing, though," I said. I explained how the driver's license process worked on Dionysus.
"If you're comfortable with it, we'll put the kids through the program. That will give them a lot more flexibility here in Montreal, because the licenses are valid here. We can help you choose appropriate cars for each of them. They're both tall enough that there really shouldn't be much of a restriction. By the time they get their license, they'll be incredibly safe drivers, including the ability to race well, so just driving around here is no big deal. We're partial to the AMG models. Something like the smaller SUV, the GLC63 might be nice. Or maybe something a little bigger like the GLE or the X5M," I said.
Yeah, the look again.
"You're suggesting that we let our 9 and 10-year-old children get their driver's license and then you'll buy them a $100K SUV," said Emma.
"No," jumped in Bob. "We'll buy them each an SUV. No need to share."
"Are you people for real?" asked Kacey. "This feels like a bad reality show." He said that just as the other five walked back in the door. Good timing.
"Oh, you have no idea," said Charlotte. "Aren't you familiar with Dionysus?"
"Sure," said Finn. "Some incredibly rich people started an entire country and are changing the world. The story is almost unbelievable. From modest beginnings to being talked about in the same breath with Presidents and Kings."
"Well, given that you're all still naked," said Oliver. "I think I can pretty confidently say you just fucked the King and Queen."
What could we do but smile? His statement was literally true. We'd both gotten fucked and fucked well.
With that, Bob and I headed home, leaving the two happy trios, and the two kids, to what I was sure was a spectacular weekend.
Mia here. I told you I'd do frequent updates. I love themed shoots. I just love them. I was always getting suggestions for shoots, and appreciated them, and picked the best to pursue. Usually the themes allowed for normal shots that everyone could hang in their home, working their way through sensual, to risqué, to, well, porn.
This is Dionysus, after all.
I was just starting off a new theme and it was going to be wonderful. I called it sibling time. Ruby had suggested it and wanted to make sure we included Juanita. Of course, we would include Juanita. We all loved Juanita. If there was one person that could get as much attention as Ruby, it was Juanita.
Tits and a cock, after all.
We didn't see her often enough, since she was doing so well with the Magic. She had suggested to the NBA that they hold an exhibition game on the islands, so Bob was building a stadium on Eros.
Why the fuck not.
I'd posted the theme on the town website and had been inundated with applicants. I had to share that I would spread this one over time due to volume. I took a page from Amy's journal and worked with Mikka to made it an essay contest. My dad, Andres, and I were the judges. Everybody was going to win, but we wanted to reward the best work. We weren't going to embarrass anyone else, just reward success. The Dionysus way.
I'm sure you know a few of the people that were early in our list. Some weren't in the essay contest, because they had all graduated, but, well, I liked them. Here's some on the list already.
Heck, that's just a start. This could take months. Months 'o' fun. All but a few of them did essays that were spectacular. No, Morgan and her clan didn't, but we all wanted that photoshoot.
I can't go through them all in one journal entry but will give you some highlights. Scheduling was challenging, so we didn't do them in order, but just by availability. First up was Maite and Tomas. I knew them both a little, but not a lot. I was curious about their chemistry. I was also intrigued because Tomas was, well, hung for his age. Maite was pretty developed for a 12-year-old, with nice B cups. They arrived in shorts and T-shirts, and just looked adorable. We had an incredible clothes closet, so they'd have lots of choices. I was trying simplicity in this shoot, so it was just a white background. What we called the white room where every surface was flat white, and all the corners were curved on a 12-inch (30.5 cm) curve. Think a 12-inch (30.5 cm) diameter cylinder. That's how smooth the corner curves were. They basically disappeared. No furniture, just the kids posing on the floor.
We started off with them in actual clothes. Khaki shorts and oxford cloth shirts, but short sleeves. A little cliché, as Tomas was in blue and Maite was in pink. We basically let them just pose themselves. Some were more formal. The best ones were when they clowned around a little. Their joy for each other just shined through. They took it to the next step. They faced each other. Despite their age difference, they were close in height, with Tomas being a touch taller. He unbuttoned her top button. Then she did his. They went back and forth until their shirts were unbuttoned, but you just saw a strip of their chests. In Maite's case, you saw a hint of cleavage. In Tomas' case, you saw a hint of his abs. Maite leaned in for a kiss. Wow.
They turned to face the camera, with their arms around each other and it was glorious. You didn't see anything but it still managed to be sensual as hell. Then Tomas reached over and pulled one side of Maite's shirt to the side, exposing one breast. That made her laugh and it is one of the best pictures of the shoot. He's looking at her breast and she's laughing. It wasn't sexual at all. Just beautiful. They turned, partially facing each other. Maite pushed Tomas' shirt off his shoulders and it fell behind him, catching on his arms. Oh God. A ripped 10-year-old. He straightened his arms, and the shirt fell to the floor. He did the same to her and she did the same movements. Shirt caught, then shirt fell. They were facing each other and topless. Tomas leaned over and sucked on her nipple, then they turned to the camera. Her nipples were hard as a rock, and you could see he was hard, even through his khakis. Her left nipple was visibly wet. That was so fucking hot. In unison, they both unbuttoned and unzipped their shorts and then did the wiggle, to make them fall to the ground. Oh, you thought they'd be commando? Nope.
Tomas was wearing simple white underwear. Sort of tighty whiteys, but flat front, so closer to a speedo, sort of. His cock was visibly hard and barely contained. Maite was wearing a simple silk bikini underwear, also white, and very sheer. You could see a small damp spot. They just stood there, and then did poses. They got kind of lost in it, and Tomas lost his erection. That made for some amazing shots. They turned to face each other and Maite reached over and pulled down Tomas underwear, but hooked it under his balls. He was a good 5 inches soft, and then I took the most amazing series of shots as he got hard. It grew and grew and stood straight out, easily 7 inches now. Uncut. I know I moaned. I know my dad moaned. They just smiled at each other, then Maite started gently stroking him. He backed up a bit and pulled down her underwear and let it drop to the floor. Oh my. She might have B cups, but she was just maturing down below. Fair downy hair, an unformed slit, but with a huge clit at the top.
I know I moaned again. He reached over and started stroking her a bit and you saw her start to get wet. I know I was wet. I know my dad was hard. We were dressed, but I knew.
Tomas gently lowered Maite to the ground and got between her legs. He'd been studying Orlando's moves, because he did the whole slide up, slide down, slide back up, fuck series. It was glorious and I got incredible shots. Dad had a handheld camera and was shooting from every angle. I couldn't wait to see his shots. We had three 8K cameras going, from several angles. One would have been right between Tomas' legs, so that was going to be interesting.
It was so sweet to watch. Tomas started with a vigorous fuck, then slowed down and made love to her, while gently kissing her and biting her lip. She had a series of powerful orgasms, and finally he pulled out and covered her in cum from her face to a copious amount on her pussy.
Tomas knew what to do and started licking her pussy. I saw movement and Vincente, their dad, entered the frame.
Naked. With a tube of lube. He gently lubed up Tomas, and our final shots of the series were Vincente fucking Tomas, while Tomas cleaned up Maite.
That's not quite fair, because when he got close, Vincente pulled out and moved behind them -- facing the camera -- and gave both of his kids a massive facial.
Then he cleaned them both up.
I swooned. We had to take a break because I just HAD to get off.
Luckily Tomas and Vincente both had another one in me. I wouldn't even let them clean me out. I just pulled on my panties and finished the day wearing just panties. Every shoot we did, someone, or more than one someone, added to the load. Once everyone had gone home, my dad was my last fuck and yes, he cleaned me out. I got to taste the entire day as he passed it to me.
I was going to sleep well tonight.
OK, let's backup to the second shoot of the day. Alissa and Arilla and their brother Adam. Adam was a gorgeous boy. Thin, but strong. Over 5-feet, with a thin, but always hard 4-inch (10 cm) cock. Maybe approaching 5 inches. It's not like I measure. Oh, maybe I should measure. Nice information for a model's portfolio, at least here.
Alissa and Arilla were proud of their pussies. They liked to show them off. They didn't even bother with the clothes shoots, although I made them come back to it before we finished. They quickly stripped and sat down next to each other, crisscross. Oh, that opened their little pussies. They made Adam strip and sit just off to the side, at an angle, watching. I'll bet they made him watch a lot but rewarded him in the end. He just sat there, cross-legged too, but leaning back on his arms. His cock was so hard it must have hurt. I don't think it helped that I was just wearing panties and Dad was still naked.
The girls were little gymnasts and started doing poses. The crab, with their pussies facing the camera, was particularly wonderful. They did hand stands, with their legs in the splits. They did the regular splits and bent backwards. Two little identical perfect bodies. Then they started doing the partner moves. One would lift the other in the air and spin them. Kind of doing a plank on their sister. Then they'd do that and spread their legs. Really, pose after pose, highlighting their cute little bodies and prominent clits. Very prominent clits.
Oh, when they were lifting each other, one hand was often on their pussy and they usually did it with their middle finger in their sister.
Adam just sat there with a smile. I suspect he'd seen this routine many times. I suspect he usually masturbated, although maybe not, since he probably got to finish each routine by fucking them both.
They finished their routines and had just a bit of a sheen of sweat. God that was hot. They sat next to each other and pulled their legs wide open. Alissa's left leg went over Arilla's right, so they could open right up. Then they pulled their little pussies open and started rubbing their clits. Then they started fingering themselves. Adam hopped up and ran to the cabinet and came back.
Then he carefully put a clothespin on each of their nipples. I know I moaned. I think we all moaned. He handed them small vibrators too. They used them on their clits, then they slid them in a bit. They just kept going off, creating a small puddle underneath them. He came back again with a long, slender, double-ended dildo. They faced each other and did the golden arches, with Arilla's legs over Alissa's. They just started pumping back and forth and kept going over and over. It was awesome, particularly given they still had the clothespins on.
Adam came back with the smaller clamps. The clit clamps. Yes, that's what they were for. He got them to stop for a second and put them on. I kept shooting, as he was doing this with such a nice hard on. They started pumping again, and he alternated offering his cock to them. Back and forth, back and forth, with them deepthroating him. Finally, he couldn't hold back and pulled out. He aimed at their little chests and they dripped right down onto their pussies. I know I came then too. He helped them rearrange into a 69, with Arilla on her knees. He was already hard again and positioned himself and slid right in.
To her ass.
Yeah, these kids had experience. He pumped for a while, then pulled out and ran into the bathroom.
Got it. You must be sanitary before you move to their pussy. He had the girls roll and slid into Alissa. He's such a fair child. Given he'd been pumping in Arilla's ass, I doubted he'd last long, but he had stamina. Finally, he held onto her hips and rolled back, bringing her up into the reverse cowgirl. Arilla got on her knees and started licking them both but made sure we had a good camera angle. I hadn't heard him come in, but Gabe moved into the frame, got on his knees and slid into Arilla.
They are going to be proud of these shots. Finally, both boys came, filling up their respective partner. We finished the shoot with the boys cleaning them up.
Oops, no we didn't. Gabe finished the shoot fucking Adam.
A good boy fuck is fun.
Yeah, the shoot was done, but both boys had one more in them. Make that one more in me.
See why these shoots were fun?
Oh, you want one more in this journal entry? Are you sure?
Yes, you're sure. Which one, which one. Oh, I know.
Hunter and Hallie. They are simply perfect. They are the male and female versions of the same body. They're both about 5'7" (170 cm) now. He'll keep growing, but she's probably done, but right now, at this moment, I caught them at the perfect height. They're both in incredible shape, so have that nice abs V thing going. Hallie had developed to a small B cup, or maybe a large A cup. You know. Absolutely perfect lemon size breasts that are firm and point up, just a bit. She has beautiful dark pink areola, that are just a little larger than average, and quite puffy. Puffies on perfect lemons. I think you've got it.
Hunter had developed in other areas too. He'd both grown and thickened. Soft, it was a nice 4 inches, but hard it was easily six and thickened nicely.
What I loved about the shoot is that they were so comfortable around each other naked that for the first series of poses, they didn't get aroused. I did, but they didn't. It was amazing. Oh, we did shots with clothes on, but who cares. The first series was just them facing the camera, sometimes holding hands, sometimes with their arms around each other. Just nude and casual about it.
Then we did an entire, long, series of them wrestling. Just two kids wrestling. I think I came at least once, but they did it still without getting aroused.
But Hallie changed that. At one-point Hunter was close to pinning her, but in a position where his cock dangled right over her mouth. She raised her head just slightly and engulfed his cock. I have a whole series where he gets hard and she gets wet.
Once he's fully aroused, she rolls him. He moves to his back and in one smooth motion, she rolls up and on and down on his cock. It looked choreographed it was so perfect.
I'm guessing they had a lot of practice. She settled down, impaled on his cock, and started playing with his nipples. Really squeezing them. You could see them harden, and turn red. Then he returned the favor. Her nipples hardened and were long. At least a half-inch. She leaned over and he took the nearest one in his mouth and she slowly started bouncing up and down while he sucked. Dad took a camera and shot them from the back, getting shots of her with his cock all the way in to almost out. A video camera caught that angle too.
She rose up and held just the tip of his cock in her pussy. You could see his cock pulse as he shot rope after rope of cum in her. So much it started leaking out and dripping down his cock.
I cannot possibly describe it as sexy as it was. She lifted just a little, and his cock popped out and dropped to his stomach. Her engorged pussy was fully on display as it leaked cum, which dripped down onto his cock and balls.
She did a little spin, and lowered her pussy onto his face, while she licked his cock and balls with big, bold licks. She did it in stripes, sort of, so you saw stripes of clean spots emerge, until there was no more cum. The last shot, she opened her mouth to show all the cum on her tongue. She spun again, kneeling over him and he opened his mouth, to show it full of cum too.
Then they kissed. Passionately, with tongues. You could see them passing cum back and forth.
She collapsed onto him and he just hugged her tight. They fell asleep and we got an entire series of them in relaxed repose.
I wish the journal included pictures and video, but it is in the DVR library.
It's worth a watch.
Oh, there is more, but that was a good taste. I'll be back. Taste, hah!
Bob here. I am busy as heck.
Bet you didn't expect that. Rylee's idea was incredible. I'd taken on the task of staffing and getting started with the schools and universities. We needed certification too, but that was proving to be more difficult. Our program was unconventional. More on that later.
I know, you expected me to say I passed this off to someone else, but this was important. I was having a great time busting my ass.
As you know, we had decided we would not put a university on our islands. The kids needed to spread their wings. That seems weird given our college students can be as young as 7.
Oops. Not quite right. We had our first application for admission already at Dionysus Athens. We didn't even have an application yet, so they created one. Now we do have an application. You're wondering who?
Yes, our first student accepted in the program was 4. Are you even surprised?
You go Nan.
She delivered her application personally and then asked for a job. She wanted to be my number 2 on the buildout project. As she put it, my executive officer.
Hired her on the spot.
We are on our way to Berlin right now. She is pestering me to teach her to fly. I promised her I would, as soon as she can reach the controls. I am confident she is already working with the engineers on pedal extenders for the E-62. Good for her, but I did remind her she had to start with the TTx.
"Bob," she said in her most condescending tone. "I'm already certified on the Mustang. I asked you to teach me the E-62. Why would I ask if I wasn't ready?"
Why would she indeed? We did a lesson, but I had to do the pedals. I gave her a week to fix that.
So back to certification. Our first meeting in Berlin was with the head of the pan-Europe school certification commission. We were going to Berlin because we were building a school there but needed to meet the commission first. Our application had been submitted and was flawless. There was no reason to turn us down, but they were being stubborn.
Want to know why it was flawless? Nan did it.
We landed at the school and grabbed a car. A Mercedes-Maybach 6 Cabriolet which was a concept car. We had a lot of them, as you know. You need to Google it. Such grace. We drove across to our meeting and got a lot of looks. It was an incredible car. I doubted if they would ever build it, so I was pleased we had one.
Back to the point Bob. Oh, Nan wants the pen. Sure.
That man loves his tangents, but it is a beautiful car. I wanted the pen because it was my meeting. Bob was going along but I did consider making him wait in the car. I finally decided having the King along would be helpful. We parked and presented ourselves at the desk. Bob was under strict orders to keep his mouth shut but he agreed. We were making a point and I was the point.
It didn't help that I was too short for the guard to even see I was there. I just told him we had an appointment and he leaned over and saw I was there. It took a bit, but we were finally led to a conference room. The escort taking us kept talking to Bob, but he stayed mute. I answered. Eventually she spoke to me but clearly didn't like it. They made us wait too which we both hate. This old dude tottered in. I know. I'm 4 so everyone is an old dude, but this guy really was. Death warmed over old. He stuck his hand out to Bob. I had to laugh. Bob just shook his head no and pointed at me. I stuck my hand out and he finally shook it.
"There seems to be some confusion," I said. "He is my driver. Your meeting is with me. You'll see I signed the application." He got flustered.
"But he is the King!" he said.
"Yes, he is," I said. "And today, he is my driver." Bob hit him with a big smile but didn't say anything.
"Perhaps we could focus on our application," I said. "There seems to be an unnecessary delay. Our application is in order and approval should have been a formality. Our educational program is proven. Our curriculum is outstanding. Our staff is world-class. The facilities are exceptional. Our students have been accepted. Over 60% of our students are low-income and receiving financial aid subsidized by the kingdom." All true. Bob gave me a smile.
"But your students are all children," he said, to Bob. I wanted to growl.
"Sir, your definition of children is outdated. I am a good example. I am legally an adult in all jurisdictions. Our students work at an unprecedented level and pace. I was the Athens' campus first applicant and was immediately accepted. I am an Executive Vice President of the organization that owns our schools and universities. I am also well-educated. Please feel free to pick a topic and I assure you I will know more about the topic than you do. I am not bragging. Just stating a fact. Perhaps you would like to start with languages," I said. I chose languages on purpose as that was his background. I knew exactly which ones he spoke. The last sentence I said was in classical Greek, his specialty. I taught it to myself last week, just to make a point.
"You have made a poor choice for the subject," he replied, in Mandarin.
I assured him I had not, in Russian. We went back and forth until he had exhausted his languages.
I had not.
"I speak 11 other languages. It is disappointing we will not be able to try them because you are so limited in yours," I said, back in German. Oh yes, everything to this point was in German. Bob and I are both fluent. You would have thought I slapped him. He called out the door and his assistant came in. He asked her to fetch someone else. Yes, he said fetch. I wanted to growl again, particularly when she returned with an attractive young woman. He didn't even introduce her. He just told her to challenge me on every language she spoke.
Seriously? Good lord. We wandered through a bunch of them, including some we had already done. She ran out of languages and told him.
"I still have four more. Want to call someone else?" I asked, with the bitchiest voice a 4-year-old can muster. The young woman was enthralled and introduced herself as Magda, the head of the approvals process.
Well good. I stood up.
"Good. We were getting nowhere," I said. I grabbed the application off the desk. "This needs to be approved. Let's go talk. Come on Bob." I was impressed with Bob. Not only did he not laugh, he just followed us out.
We sat down in her office and I asked her why our application had not been approved.
"The information on your potential students is incorrect. It shows ages from 4 to 13. The approval is just pending correction of those figures," she said.
"There is nothing to correct. The information is accurate," I said.
"That is not possible. No 4-year-old is ready for college," she said.
I just waited her out.
"Oh. It's you, isn't it?" she said. "Your language proficiency is outstanding, but you cannot have even completed high school."
I was prepared for this and pulled out my transcripts and test scores from my briefcase. Oh, come on. You know I had a briefcase. I handed them to her. She carefully read through them then looked up.
"These are the highest test scores I have ever seen," she said.
Yep ready for that too. I handed her a report that listed our applicant's name, age, and test score. Mine were high but not the highest. Heck, on the island there were a lot of people that blew me away. The highest score ever on that test, plus the rest of the top 20 globally, were held by our students and I told her that. Oh, you want to know who was in first.
Surprised? I didn't think so. She got on the phone and the old dude tottered in. They got into a spirited argument about approval. She was ready to do it and he was digging his heels. I'd finally had enough. I pulled another set of papers out of my briefcase. I decided to use the stick.
"Just sign it and let us leave please," I said. He got angry.
"I'm tired of your insolence little girl," he said. "This application is a joke. We will never approve it. Just leave."
I handed him the papers.
"This is your copy of the lawsuit I will be filing today. I will also be holding a press conference. It will not go well for you," I said. "It will be approved. Period. You just decided to make it ugly."
"This is stupid," said Magda. "She is right. We will lose and look stupid in the process. She picked up a pen and turned to the last page of our application. She signed it and handed it to me.
"Congratulations," she said. "You are an impressive young woman and he is a doddering old fool." Whoops. That wasn't going to end well. Just then Bob held up his phone so only I could see the text from Jackson.
Magda is cool. Oh!
"Would you care to join us for a tour of the campus and have lunch?" I asked.
"I'd love to," she said. She grabbed her purse and followed us out.
"Is that going to hurt you?" I asked.
"Maybe. He is a doddering old fool. He will take it to the board and spin his story. We both have about equal support. Either I will get fired or he will be asked to retire, and I'll get his job. I am good either way. I wouldn't object to returning to a university environment," she said.
Yes, I caught Bob's look. A lunchtime conversation.
We were in a 2-seat car, so I rode with her. We got to campus and we took her on an extended tour of the campus. It is quite nice. We ended at the dorms.
"This campus is amazing, but I knew it was," she said. "It had to have been hundreds of millions of Euros. How are you able to do this?" OK, Bob and I laughed.
"We have high school campuses in London and Barcelona. We will now have college campuses in Madrid, Athens and Berlin," said Bob. "There are our pilot schools. We will grow. We can afford it. The children deserve it. Our curriculum will be the standard in a few years. You've met Nan. She is exceptional but we have found all children are. Our first campus was in London. It was the idea of a Kings College student, who is a member of the royal family just as Nan is. She is also a professor in the PhD program. She started it for her foster children, now her adoptive children, to provide them with the education she received. Her kids are 9 and 11 and will be two of the first in our University program we will establish in London."
"Bob failed to mention that she is 13," I said.
I'm beginning to understand when the journal talks about the look.
"Well you certainly showed me how exceptional you are," she said. She excused herself to go to the rest room.
"Royal family? I'm not part of the royal family," I said.
"What did you say Countess Nan?" he said. "I didn't understand." I punched him in the arm which made him laugh. He handed me something.
My new passport. Countess Nan, Minister of Education. A diplomatic passport no less.
I like Bob.
She came back and we left and had a simply wonderful lunch. She was smart, funny, and engaging. I hope I grow up just like her.
"Thank you," she said. "That's sweet."
I didn't say it out loud. I know I didn't. She just smiled at me.
Ok I was just moving on. We learned about her background which was quite accomplished at her age. It turned out she had been the Dean of the languages program on this very campus. At 26. Well no wonder we didn't freak her out. I looked at Bob and he just gave me the tiniest of nods.
"Would you consider returning to the academic environment?" I asked.
"In a heartbeat, for the right role. I would love a job where I could be a part of the administration as well as teach some classes," she said.
"Well, I think as College President, you would certainly be able to teach," I said. It took her a moment to follow me. She turned to Bob.
"Did she just offer me the president's job?" she said. Bob didn't answer. He just reached into my briefcase and grabbed my new passport and handed it to her. She opened it and read it.
"You're the Minister of Education for the country of Dionysus. I just love this. How long have you held the position?" she said.
"About 20 minutes," I said. "The same amount of time I have been a Countess. OK Bob. That's enough. You can keep talking now." He laughed.
We were in a private part of the restaurant, so we spent the next half hour telling her about Dionysus. All about Dionysus. Her eyes just sparkled.
"I so wish I had these opportunities as a child. I was so bored. This is amazing and yes I would love the job," she said. Her phone buzzed and she looked at it.
"How much notice would you need to give?" asked Bob.
"Apparently none. I was just let go by text. They agreed with the decision to approve your application. They didn't like me calling him a doddering old fool although he was asked to retire too. I'm not surprised. The board is mostly doddering old fools too."
Well good for us. We asked her what a university president's comp package would look like.
"You're asking me?" she said with a laugh. "I actually do know though. It was part of my job to track that." She rattled off the packages of several smaller universities. Bob pushed her about the comp for the most prestigious. Those were higher. Much higher. I was leaving this to Bob. He took the highest one she mentioned.
And tripled it.
"You're offering me the dream job and wildly over paying me," she said. "How again are you affording this?"
I could tell this made Bob uncomfortable, so I jumped in.
"Get used to it," I said. "Bob and his family are, together, worth over a trillion Euros. This is important to him. Very important."
"My family," said Bob. "Not his family. You should have said my family." I didn't get what he was saying. Magda did.
"Nan, you're part of the royal family now. You referred to it as his family. You didn't include yourself," she said. I suspect I showed the stunned look. I just sat back, and Bob laughed.
"Let's have some fun," said Bob. "It appears we have time. Magda, what's your cost is no object dream car? Something you would never own." She names a higher end but still too modest car. Bob wasn't having it.
"You're not playing the game right," admonished Bob. "You can afford that car. Dream bigger." She got a look.
"I can afford that car. I can. Wow," she said, and we laughed.
"A BMW M8 convertible," she said. Bob just shook his head.
"Nope. You can still afford it," he said. She thought for a minute.
"A Porsche GT2 RS," she said.
"OK, you can afford that too, but it is a great car, so I'll accept that," said Bob. He called the waiter over and asked where the nearest Porsche dealer was. It was just around the corner, so we paid and walked there. We walked in and Magda walked right to the one in the showroom. Bright orange. She sat in it and swooned. She got back out.
"It is beautiful," she said. "Someday." A salesman walked over. Bob turned to me.
"Buy it for her," he said. We both just gave him a look. He reached over and touched one of my earrings.
Really? No. Really? I turned to the salesman. I sure wasn't paying sticker, so I negotiated until I had a fair price. I gave him credit. I don't think he believed me, but he was in the spirit.
"I'll pay with RFID," I said. He looked at Bob and Magda and they just smiled. He led me back to the finance manager and explained the deal. The manager pulled out a handheld scanner and I pointed at my earrings. The nice thing is the tags do everything so no paperwork at all. He nodded to the salesperson, who handed me the keys. I handed them to Magda. We walked out and they pulled the car out for Magda.
"But now we have three cars," she said. I knew the Porsche pedals were adjustable enough. Really, you doubted me? I am the new queen of exceptions. No, I am the countess of exceptions. I took the keys from Magda and asked her the address of her apartment. She rattled it off. I got in the driver's seat. Bob told her it was OK. Off we went.
Magda here. Yes, I get a journal entry. I stayed up most of the night reading the journal. It was addictive.
I am going to love this. I already had my Dionysus passport! After all, my job was in Dionysus. In Berlin.
Today is moving day. They had failed to mention the college president gets a mansion on campus, with staff. Mostly because they didn't know about it. These people amaze me. Nan is incredible. Well Bob is too. Amy flew in last night for dinner. She is amazing too. She told me about their twins. Given she is a size 0, I found it hard to believe.
Today was also interview day. I needed to hire an entire faculty, starting with an expert to build out the curriculum. I was going to work my way down the pyramid, so they could help hire. Bob explained Jackson's role. Jackson was going to be helpful. Then again most academic types fit the profile. You have no idea.
I had a good idea of my first few hires. I checked with Nan at dinner because my entire leadership team was going to be women. And young. She laughed. Bob laughed. Amy laughed. Nan explained the power of strong young women in Dionysus. Given I got the speech from their four-year-old Minister of Education, I found it believable. They were off to Madrid tomorrow ahead of schedule. They told me I was in charge and to just make decisions. I'd asked about budget and they had all laughed. They never actually answered me. They did tell me to take the salaries at the best colleges and triple them. I sure could get talent.
I'd gotten a message from Leslie that she couldn't adapt an E-62 for me. I was bummed until I read the next sentence. She had been able to adapt an F-61. You know there was no one prouder of me when I'd certified in the Mustang. She had personally signed off. She promised me lessons as soon as we got back. That would help because I wanted to stay involved with the build out of all the schools. She also promised she'd teach me how to blow shit up and dogfight. Cool.
And before you ask, yes, my parents were OK with me traveling alone but they did insist I have someone to stay with. London was covered. Now Berlin was.
We needed to make that happen in Madrid and Barcelona. I could stay in their house in Barcelona, since they had staff, but I'd rather stay on campus. We will get there.
It was time for dinner. We were eating at Magda's. Jackson had sent a couple to interview for the positions running her house. Magda had hired them on the spot, and they were already in residence. I'd helped with the interviews.
Tonight, we were staying in Magda's new mansion. Which is when I got to meet her 9-year-old son Boris. How handy that Boris wasn't too big. Amy stayed too, and I know Magda had fun with Bob and Amy. I know because Boris and I watched. I'm confident he learned a few things because, well, we practiced. Get it? I don't know who slept where, but I know I fell asleep in Boris' arms. It was quite nice, but not as nice as Boris waking me up in the morning. Whoo hoo.
Amy here. This was so cool. Universities and schools. Rylee's idea coming to life. It was so much fun to watch Nan work too. She was a little dynamo. Close your eyes and there is no way you believed she is four.
At dinner she had asked a question that would change the entire direction of the education program.
"Why are we building schools and universities separately? Why make a distinction? The students are all ages. Look at me. I'll be in the university but there will be no one my age. If you make them combined, kids can take college classes. If you already had that, I would have my first degree already," said Nan.
I have absolutely no doubt that is true. Bob and I grinned but Magda looked concerned.
"I have no experience at that level," she said.
"I wouldn't expect you too. Run them as separate co-located schools. Hire an outstanding headmaster to report to you. You're in charge but delegate the school. Some things can be combined, like housing," said Nan. She had it all figured out.
"My next hire," said Magda, closing the topic.
With that we retired to the living room. Nan got to know Boris much better and Bob and I got to know Magda. My German improved, if you include some profanity shouted at a very specific moment.
Our lives were cool.
|Name||Chapters||Age||Description when introduced||Stats when introduced|
|Bob||All||25||Dad||6'2" (188 cm) – 165 (75 kg) , swimmer's body, 6–inch (15 cm) cut average cock|
|Amy||All||23||Mom (and the Nanny, to start)||5'1" (155 cm) – 110 (50 kg) , bright red hair, C cup|
|Morgan||All||17||The oldest of the new kids||5'5" (165 cm) – 120 (54 kg) , dirty blonde, small B cup, gorgeous|
|Orlando||All||15||The middle child and the only boy||5'0" (152 cm) – 100 (45 kg) , dirty blonde, 6–inch (15 cm) cut thick cock|
|Leslie||All||13||The youngest||4'6" (137 cm) – 80 (36 kg) , brown hair, flat–chested|
|Chris||6,8,14-61||13||Boat sales person but becomes more||4'11" (150 cm) – 80 (36 kg) , slim, glorious puffy nipples|
|Jim||1,2-3,51,60||25||Middle school guidance counselor||6'3" (191 cm) – ripped, 10–inch (25.5 cm) thick cock|
|Hunter||2,3,13,27,30,32,34,36,38-39,42-44,47-49,51,56-58,60-61||13||Leslie's new friend||5'0" (152 cm) – cute as hell, 3–inch (8 cm) cock|
|Hallie||2,3,13,27,30,32,34,38-39,42-44,47-49,51,56-58,60-61||13||Hunter's twin sister||4'8" (142 cm) – small A cup|
|Billy||6,15,17,21,24,30,32,39,61||Fifties||Yacht dealer's Dad and Chris' grandfather||5'11" (180 cm) – rugged, handsome|
|Gabriel (Gabe)||6,14,16-19,24,27-29,31-37,39-40,42-43,45,47-52,54,56-59,61||13||Juanita's brother||5'6" (168 cm) – Cute AF, 5–inch (13 cm) cock|
|Ruby||6,14,16-19,24,27-29,31-40,42-43,45-46,49-58,61||11||Juanita's sister||4'11" (150 cm) – 85 (39 kg) , sexy, flat|
|Julia||6,16-19,24,27,31-34,37,39,42-43,47-49,51,56,61||Forties||Juanita's mom||5'6" (168 cm) – 125 (57 kg) , stunning, D cup on a small frame|
|Elena||7,8-9,14,16-17,19,23,27,31,34,36-40,42-47,51-52,54,56-58,60-61||11||Sophia's daughter||4'5" (135 cm) – sexy AF|
|Leo||16,31,61||Sixties||Museum director and former racer||5'8" (173 cm) – thin, regal|
|Rylee||18,27,32,36-39,48,52,56-58,60-61||13||Cheerleader with Leslie and Chris||5'4" (163 cm) – sexy AF, B cup|
|Daniel||20,39,44,53,60||Thirties||London butler||6'4" (193 cm) – 195 (88 kg) , blonde, muscular, 5.5–inch (13 cm) cut and thin|
|Mia||20,57,59,61||19||Seamstress||5'5" (165 cm) – 110 (50 kg) , trim, sexy, small B cup|
|Charlotte||30,31,33,36,52,61||27||Montreal caretaker||5'6" (168 cm) – French, sexy as hell, simply beautiful, B cup|
|Oliver||30,31,33,36,61||29||Montreal caretaker and Charlotte's brother||6'2" (188 cm) – French, dark, handsome, 7–inch (18 cm) thick uncut cock|
|Amelia||33,34,36,41,50-51,53-54,61||21||BBF grant reviewer||5'1" (155 cm) – Size 0, A cups, blonde|
|Carlina||43,45-59,61||7||Romeo's daughter||4'4" (132 cm) – barely tall enough, blonde, cute, smart as hell|
|Adam||45,48,61||11||Reed and Roya's son||5'2" (157 cm) – thin, strong, fun, 4–inch (10 cm) thin cock|
|Alissa||45,47-48,59,61||9||Reed and Roya's daughter||4'11" (150 cm) – cute as hell twins, flat, bubbly|
|Arilla||45,47-48,58-59,61||9||Reed and Roya's daughter||4'11" (150 cm) – cute as hell twins, flat, bubbly|
|Nan||45,48,50-51,53,57,59,61||4||9th grade student||3'8" (112 cm) – cute, bubbly, fun|
|Vincente||46,61||Thirties||Eleanor's new major domo||6'3" (191 cm) – Chilean hunk, tall, dark, muscular. 8–inch (20 cm) thick uncut cock|
|Maite||46,61||12||Vincente's daughter||5'3" (160 cm) – Cute AF. Sexy and skilled. Nice B cup with huge nipples|
|Tomas||46,52,55-57,61||11||Vincente's son||5'4" (163 cm) – Also Cute AF, sexy, and skilled. 6–inch (15 cm) thick uncut cock|
|Kyra||49,54,60||17||Construction crew chief for the resorts||5'6" (168 cm) – beautiful Greek girl, B cup|
|Cobb||51,53-54,61||18||Director of the Patricia and Elizabeth fund||6'4" (193 cm) – Tall, dark, and oh so sexy, 7–inch (18 cm) thick cock|
|Maria||53,61||Thirties||Italian F–35 pilot||5'6" (168 cm) – dark hair, sexy, C cup|
|Andres||57,61||Forties||Mia's dad||6'5" (195 cm) – Olive–skinned hunk, 8–inch (20 cm) thick uncut cock|
|Mary Lou||59,61||9||New assistant for Bob and Amy||5'0" (152 cm) – dark long hair, cute, tom boy, nipple bumps|
|Elona||60||Twenties||Elena's medical school classmate||5'6" (168 cm) – Black, cute, trim, B cup|
|Ashish||60||Twenties||Elena's medical school classmate||6'1" (185 cm) – Indian, stocky|
|Carol||60,61||11||Rylee's adopted daughter||5'0" (152 cm) – light brown hair, thin, cute, A cup|
|Henry||60,61||9||Rylee's adopted son||4'8" (142 cm) – light brown hair, wiry, 4–inch (10 cm) cut cock|
|Donnie||60||Thirties||Daniel's identical twin brother, Carol and Henry's nanny||6'4" (193 cm) – 195 (88 kg) , blonde, muscular, 5.5–inch (13 cm) cut and thin|
|Clive||60||11||Donnie's son||5'2" (157 cm) – Blonde, average, silly, 4–inch (10 cm) cock|
|Jolie||60||9||Donnie's daughter||4'9" (145 cm) – Blonde, funny, nipple bumps|
|Edward||60||Thirties||London school Dean of Science||6'1" (185 cm) – Dark hair, stately, thin, 6–inch (15 cm) thick cock|
|Robyn||60||Thirties||London school Assistant headmaster||5'6" (168 cm) – Dark blonde, womanly but fit, D cup|
|Stan||60||11||Edward and Robyn's son||5'4" (163 cm) – Dirty blonde, very British, cute, 5–inch (13 cm) thick cock|
|Thurmond||60||9||Edward and Robyn's son||5'0" (152 cm) – Smaller Stan, cute, 4–inch (10 cm) thick cock|
|Lara||60||29||Waitress at Alpha||5'6" (168 cm) – Blonde, athletic, puffies|
|Watkins||60||Thirties||Vino engineer and Leslie's plane restoration partner||6'1" (185 cm) – Blonde, funny, average, 7–inch (18 cm) thick cock|
|Natalie||61||9||Montreal caretaker's daughter||4'8" (142 cm) – Gorgeous, petite, nipple bumps|
|Ty||61||10||Montreal caretaker's son||5'4" (163 cm) – Tall, handsome, well–built, 6–inch (15 cm) cock|
|Emma||61||Thirties||Montreal caretaker||5'0" (152 cm) – Japanese, petite, cute, B cup|
|Kacey||61||Thirties||Montreal caretaker and Ty's Dad||6'6" (198 cm) – Black, strong, stunning, 11–inch (28 cm) cock|
|Finn||61||Thirties||Montreal caretaker and Natalie's Dad||5'11" (180 cm) – Hispanic, wiry, sexy, 5–inch (13 cm) cock|
|Magda||61||Thirties||Berlin college president||5'7" (170 cm) – Blonde, German, beautiful, C cup|
|Boris||61||9||Magda's son||4'10" (147 cm) – Blonde, wiry, 3–inch (8 cm) cock|