9 April 2019

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The casino!

Today was the big day for me. No, not marrying Tegan, that will be bigger. Soon. The casino on Eros opened. We were ready. We'd done three full weeks of dress rehearsal, with residents. Oh, the casino was open to locals, but we'd held off on the resort guests until we worked out the kinks. We quickly discovered we needed more high stakes tables for everything, and that wasn't even the guests yet.

We'd recruited, through the network, from around the world. My assistant director was formerly the director of a large casino in Adelaide Australia. Our benefits package convinced her to move here, and I don't mean health insurance. She was an up-and-coming casino star. Just 30 years old and stunning.

Don't worry. Tegan liked her too. So did Gabe and Carlina. For the first month she was here, she lived with us.

We. Liked. It.

She'd caught Eleanor and Vincente's eye too, and the three of them started spending a lot of time together. Oh, yeah, Vincente and Eleanor were a couple. We all predicted that. I heard a lot from Tomas, who was with Ruby. Well, and Tavi and Amara. Tomas was Vincente's son. I know Jilli liked Maite, Vincent's 12-year-old daughter too. Damn, Maite was fun. 12 with B cups and big nipples.

Yeah, yeah, I love Tegan, but B cups with big nipples. I just made sure I brought Tegan along when I played with Maite. She likes tits. Did I say B cups with big nipples?

Back to the story at hand. Yes, my AD was Jilli and I learned so much. She ran the day-to-day and I never could have. I was more the marketing and sales guy and the schmoozer. You know, dressed well, walked around, kissed up to people. I don't mean to be immodest, but I look good in a nice suit. And out of my nice suit.

We knew we were going to be a popular destination, because we didn't have a minimum age. Under 13, you needed a signed parental release form. 13 was an adult, and anyone on the island, resident or guest, knew and acknowledged that. They lost it, they paid it.

We also had the most generous payouts in the world. We still made plenty of money, but the casino wasn't intended to be a huge moneymaker. It was intended to be a draw to the things that were. Like Gamma.

We did serve a lot of our wines. Those made a fortune. I kept wondering about weed. I wonder if there was a way to include that. I'd have to talk to Sophia. Feels a little like the wine business. We would have to limit it to edibles though. My casino was not going to smell like smoke. It was a no-smoking casino. Period.

Back to today. Opening day for actual guests. We'd seeded the room with locals that were successful gamblers. We wanted them to see people winning. They were all fucking gorgeous too. From 1900 on, we had a serious dress code. Suits and ties or nice dresses, for all ages. OK, that was also going to generate income for Tim when he opened the local version of the incredible Nassau clothing store. The first one will open here in the casino soon. I'll let him tell that story, or maybe he did. I'm a little behind in the journal.

The place was packed. All our restaurants were full and turning over business, and wines, at a great rate. The casino floor was busy, but not packed. It never would be. We carefully controlled that. People were happy. The liquor and wines were flowing. It was fun to see all the kids running around and having fun. Lots of laughing. Shouldn't that be what it is all about?

I guess not.

First crisis. Drunk gambler angry because he is losing. This is going to be bad. Disrupting the casino was grounds to cancel your membership. My call and I sure didn't want to do it on the first night. I moved quickly and found him at the roulette wheel. The croupier told me he had been playing money on a single number over and over and didn't understand why he didn't win. Seriously? The guest was truly belligerent, and security had come over. He was yelling so hard he was spitting. You know. Disgusting. My job. Time to step up.

"Sir, I must ask you to calm down. I understand you're concerned with your losses, but I'm told you're making bets that are unlikely to win. If you're not comfortable with the reason why that is, our people are here to help. Why don't you let my team escort you back to your cottage and I'm happy to meet with you in the morning and discuss it," I said. A crowd was gathering, which was understandable.

"I don't want to speak to no fucking kid," he said.

"Sir, if you're on the island, you understand that term does not apply to many. I am the Managing Director of the casino. I supervised it's construction, hired all these people, and run it," I said. "Again, let us help you back to your cottage. I'll have a nurse check on you in the morning, as I am sure you'll have quite a headache."

Oh boy. He didn't like that. He took a swing at me. In hindsight, maybe I shouldn't have mentioned the nurse.

You're wondering if he connected, aren't you? No, he didn't. I had him on the floor with zip cuffs in a heartbeat. Pari's was not the only one with skills. This sucked. Only then did I realize that the women standing near us was his wife. How in the hell did this guy get approved for the islands?

Shit. This is only the second incident in the history of the island. Pari had the first and handled it flawlessly. I hoped I could do as well. I had security escort him to the infirmary and would cuff him to a bed until he sobered up. He was done with Dionysus, since we sure didn't want him around.

Now I had to talk to his wife, who was muttering under her breath.

"Stupid drunk." Over and over. I suggested we get a cup of coffee and talk. She agreed and we went into the cafe and found a quiet table in the back. I made a drinking motion in the air to the waitress, and she picked up on it, and brought us a carafe of coffee and two cups and left us alone. Of course, I didn't pay anything in the casino, but thought through a very nice tip, for being so perceptive.

Oh, thought through. Yes, our RFID tags were sensitive to thoughts now. Cool feature. I literally told them to leave her a big tip, in my head, and it happened. They're still experimental, but a lot of family have them. The one I have on now is in my cuff link.

Of course, I wear cuff links. You don't think I'd have button cuffs, do you? Listen to me. The poor kid from Italy with his cuff links.

Back on track Luca. I dragged the story out of the wife, and it was challenging. She was sweet, not argumentative, but supportive of her drunken husband. Apparently, this was abnormal behavior for him. While he drank in moderation, he didn't get drunk, and he was smarter than betting on an individual number. She just didn't get why he was acting like that.

My spidey sense was tingling. I pulled out my phone and called 911. I explained that we had a patient in our infirmary, and he needed an emergency workup for major psychological changes that I feared were physical. The person didn't question me, they reacted. I heard the medivac helicopter within a minute or two, and I took the wife to the infirmary to meet them. Once we got there and met the EMTs, I explained my fear about his rapid mental decline and they saw he was screaming at them, even though the infirmary nurse said he had a heavy dose of a sedative. The EMTs exchanged a glance, dosed him with something stronger, and loaded him on a gurney. I quickly messaged Jilli that I was leaving the property and she was in charge.

I escorted the wife out to the helicopter, but she was too scared to get on. Shit. I steered her towards the parking lot and saw that Ruby's NSX was parked there. Luckily my cuff links got us in and started it. I got her buckled in and we took off for the hospital. They were taking him to the Eros medical center, which was our most advanced, so not very far. I used the car phone to text Ruby that I'd taken her car in an emergency.

We got to the hospital and the husband was already in the MRI suite. We waited, but not long, and the doctor came out. He asked her permission to speak with me present, and she nodded.

"Your husband has a significant brain tumor, and it is causing his behavior and cognitive issues. The good news is that it is in a very treatable position, but it really needs to be addressed quickly. We have a world-class surgeon here on staff and can address the situation as soon as she arrives, which should be very shortly," said the doctor.

The wife looked shocked. I didn't even know their names yet. I quickly figured out they were American, though, from her next question.

"Will our insurance cover it? We can't afford it. He spent all our money on the membership to Gamma. I have no idea why. It's not him at all," she said.

Oh boy. This is a mess. I needed to fix this.

"Ma'am I am here to help in any way that I can. I will assign someone to stay with you throughout your ordeal. We will find you a home nearby and ensure your belongings are moved. Your membership will be cancelled and all your money, including your husband's losses at the casino will be reimbursed. We will cover all your travel costs. We will cover all the medical costs including any follow-up or rehabilitation required once you return home. Money is not your issue in any way. We promise. If you need anything, please ask anyone," I said. Just then the nurse handed me a very nice bracelet. Got it.

"If you wear this bracelet, whatever you purchase here in the kingdom will be covered. I'm sure you'll need more clothing. Once they move you into a home, the maid will ensure your laundry is done. You can eat here at the hospital or at any restaurant at no charge. My name is Luca. Just ask anyone for Luca and I will come as soon as I can," I said. She just looked at me.

"I don't understand anything. You're a kid. I appreciate what you're saying but you're a kid," she said. I held out my hand.

"My name is Luca. Prince Luca. I am the managing director of the casino and a member of the royal family," I said. I don't use the prince thing often but thought it might help.

"I am merely a representative of the kingdom. I assure you that everything that I said to you is true and you will be taken care of," I said. "Do the doctors have your permission to treat your husband?"

"Ma'am, his condition is treatable, but quickly fatal without treatment," said the doctor. That knocked her back and she quickly agreed. Just then Ruby walked in the waiting room and nodded. Damn that girl is perceptive. I introduced her to Ruby.

"I'll stay with you through the surgery and get you settled," said Ruby. "We'll have someone with you throughout your ordeal. My name is Ruby. I am afraid I don't know your name or your husband's." I realized I didn't either. Wow, things moved fast. She was clearly still shocked and confused but recovered a bit. Just being around Ruby will do that. She's a force.

"My name is Marline," she said. "My husband is Brant. I am still so confused. You're just a child too and while I appreciate your help, what can you do?"

Ruby gave her one of her special smiles. I think Marline melted a bit, but we won't go there.

"We'll have plenty of time to talk about that Marline," said Ruby. "I'll give you a quick example. The nice car in which you rode with Luca is mine. I drive it, and even race it. I also fly just about everything there is to fly. Dionysus is different. Very different. Do you have children?"

"Yes, two kids. Margie is 9 and Ward is 13. They're with my parents, who are equally as confused," said Marline. How in the hell did they make it through the Gamma approval process?

"Marlene, I have to ask. You mentioned that your husband spent your savings on a membership to Gamma. We don't understand how that is possible. We would not have approved an application for a family that could not easily afford it. Are you also aware of the details of Gamma?" I asked. Oh, that got a different look, but it was directed right at Ruby.

"Yes, we understand that," said Marline, in a throaty voice. "I admit our kids were excited that we promised they could come on the next visit. Brant lied on the forms and since he works for an investment firm, was able to fake everything quite well."

Shit. We needed to do a better job of vetting our prospective members. Ruby jumped in before I could.

"So, you're not upset with the membership or anything about Gamma," said Ruby. "You just can't afford it?"

"Yes, that's certainly true," said Marline, laser focused on Ruby.

"And that includes your children?" I asked.

"Yes," said Marline, with a bit of a groan.

"And that's not wishful thinking? You already have a physical relationship with them?" asked Ruby. It dawned on me where she was heading, and I let her run.

Marlene just nodded.

"What about your parents?" asked Ruby. Good follow on question.

Again, Marline just nodded, with just the hint of a smile.

"OK," said Ruby. "That was important to clear up. Your husband is going to be here awhile. Months, at a minimum, to go through proper rehab. He will get better care here than anyplace you can find in the US. I suggest that you contact your parents and let them know I am sending someone to pick up your kids. They can attend school here. What about your parents? Are they retired?" Marline shared that they were.

"Then it would make sense for them to move as well. Would they be comfortable with that?" asked Ruby.

"I don't know. This is all happening so fast," said Marline.

"I understand that. You don't need to make a single decision. We'll get your family here, for now, and can decide anything else later. Can you text your parents that a plane will be arriving within the hour to pick them up? They don't need to bring anything. We'll provide everything. I just need the address," said Ruby.

"Within the hour? At the house? What?" said Marline.

"Don't worry about it. Just text your parents and let me have the address. I'll take care of it," said Ruby. "Luca, you go on. You need to get back. I've got this."

With that, I left Marline in Ruby's capable hands. I'll pass the pen and let her continue this story, and then come back to the casino later.

A fucked up mess

Tegan to the rescue

Fuck it was cold. Who the hell lives where it is this cold? I was in a damn romper. Two incredibly attractive blonde kids ran out of the house and almost pulled me inside.

"What the hell are you doing wearing that outfit in the winter?" asked the girl.

"Well, it wasn't cold when I left, but that's not important," I said. Just then an older couple walked into the room, but maybe fifties? Attractive, for sure. We did all the introductions. I already knew the kids were Margie and Ward. How 1950s sitcom of them. TV Land, remember? Marline's parents were Kathryn and Scott. Kathryn had just a hint of a German accent and Scott had a similar hint of Irish in his accent. So, being me, I couldn't resist. I told Kathryn I was pleased to meet her in German. I did the same to Scott in Gaelic. I was fluent in both. Kathryn must have had a similar streak, since she responded in rapid-fire German. I was sure she was testing me.

"Was that a test?" I asked. "You'd have a try harder. I'm fluent in German." Kathryn laughed. Scott got into it too and asked me a whole series of questions, in Gaelic. The kids were clearly lost.

"Don't you think we should stick to English in front of the kids?" I said, to Scott, in Gaelic. He laughed too.

"Yes, I suppose we should," said Scott. "I think your Gaelic is better than mine. How many languages do you speak?"

"I don't know, fifteen or twenty well enough to be considered fluent. It depends on how you count the variations like Finnish and Romanian, which are closely related," I said.

"Finnish and Romanian are related languages?" said Margie. "I knew of the romance languages, but that's cool." Oh, she said that in Italian. Another test.

"You'd be surprised what languages are related," I said, also in Italian. "Languages are kind of a thing on Dionysus", switching back to English.

"How old are you?" asked Ward. I told him I was seven. That's when I got the up-down look from both kids. Well, I do look good in a romper. Ward even got hard. Well, so did Scott, but I couldn't go there.

"I have forgotten my manners," said Kathryn. "We can't just leave your pilots on the plane. Invite them in." Oh boy. Here we go.

"OK, this is going to get really confusing, but there are not any pilots on the plane. I am the pilot," I said. I got the stare that we often get from all of them. "But that's not important right now. We need to sit down and talk and then get going." I walked right in and sat at their kitchen table and they followed me and sat down. I explained what was going on and that their dad was quite ill and in surgery. I admit, they were stronger than I might have been. Ward stood up.

"What the hell are we doing still sitting here?" said Ward. "Let's go." With that, he grabbed a coat off a nearby hook and headed towards the door. The rest of us just followed. At least the three others had coats too. It was freaking cold. I ran to the plane and used the remote to open the door and herded them on quickly.

"Wait. We need to talk about this," said Scott. "Are we really riding in a plane piloted by a 7-year-old?"

"Your choice," I said. "But your son-in-law is in surgery and his kids should be there. Do you think they pass $300 million planes out like candy? I'm not flying just any plane. I'm flying my plane." Scott looked at Kathryn. She just nodded. Scott turned back to me.

"OK, let's go," he said. Yep, Kathryn was in charge. I put Margie in the co-pilot's seat and Scott in the jump seat.

"It's about an hour flight, so we'll switch halfway," I said, lifting off and then accelerating aggressively. I was going to get us there as quickly as possible. Scott waited until it was clear I was past all the takeoff challenges before he asked me a question.

"An hour? How can it be an hour? They're on an island off Greece," said Scott. "That's a 10-hour flight."

"Yes, it is, on a normal plane. This is decidedly not a normal plane," I said. As I said it, we reached an altitude where you could see the curvature of the earth. I still love the view every time.

"Dad," said Margie. "This is an E-62 hypersonic plane. As in 6,000 mph plane. I'd be willing to bet that Tegan could have picked us up in an F-71, which is twice as fast, but couldn't land in our driveway. Right, Tegan?"

I couldn't help it. I laughed.

"Yes, that's true, but airports are a pain," I said, getting a laugh out of Margie.

"How high are we?" asked Scott.

"102,000 feet," I said, using the American measurement system. How weird that system is. We were at the halfway point, so I sent them into the back and Kathryn got the jumpseat and Ward got the co-pilot's seat. Before long, we landed at the back corner of the hospital lot. Ruby met us, all full of smiles. That was encouraging.

"I just wanted to let you know what that Brant is out of surgery. It went very well, and the doctors are pleased. He's still in recovery, but you'll be able to see him soon. The doctor said that the difference will be remarkable," said Ruby. She had one of the six-passenger carts and waved us on board. As she headed back to the hospital, she introduced herself.

"Are you kidding?" said Ward. "We know you're Ruby. You're famous." It was clear that Ruby was famous to Ward and Margie, but Kathryn and Scott were clueless. I explained that Ruby was Countess Ruby and came in second place in the Top Gun competition. That threw them too.

"It is going to be a lot to absorb what kids here can do. We'll have plenty of time to chat while we're waiting. You'll have a resident with you for a while. It will be Ruby and me a bit, but you'll meet a lot of other kids too. Ask them about themselves. Get to know them. One of your first questions should be what grade they're in. It will likely surprise you," I said.

"I'll bite," said Kathryn. "What grade are you in?"

"Eleventh, but I should test into twelfth soon. I'm about three months from graduating high school," I said. All of them just stared.

"You're in the eleventh grade? Do the numbers work the same here?" asked Margie. I assured her they did.

"And you'll do the twelfth grade in three months?" asked Ward. Again, I told him I would. Scott turned towards Ruby.

"So Ruby, if Tegan is in the eleventh grade, what grade are you in?" asked Scott. Ruby laughed.

"Oh, I graduated already," said Ruby. "I go to NYU. I'm just home to visit."

"How old are you?" asked Ward.

"11," said Ruby. They all looked shell-shocked.

"What's the youngest anyone has graduated from high school here?" asked Margie.

"4," said Ruby and me together. I shouted "jinx" first, and everyone laughed. That conversation was faster than it takes to read it, because just then we pulled up to the hospital and got out. We do park the planes as far out as possible. We walked them up to the waiting room and the doctor came right out and gave them an update that Brant was doing well, but they would keep him asleep overnight. He suggested that Ruby and I get them settled and come back in the morning. Of course, Marline was there too.

"OK, let's go then. I'm starving and I suspect you are all too. Let's swing by your house so you can get into appropriate clothes, which is shorts, given the weather, and then head over to the casino. We can eat in one of the restaurants there.

"Our house?" asked Kathryn.

"Just roll with it, Mom," said Marline. We headed down and squeezed into the cart and headed off.

"What's with the carts?" asked Scott. We explained that most of the time, no one drove a car, and that they could just grab any available cart and leave it wherever they wanted. They were a little confused that they were spread out everywhere, but we assured them that any cart they parked at their house would still be there in the morning. Ruby had told me the address, so I was driving, since she had something to hand out. She gave each of them a small jewelry box. The women each got earrings and the two men got watches.

"Wear those when you're out of your house. They have technology in them to automatically pay," said Ruby.

"How will we get the bill?" asked Kathryn.

"You won't," I said. "Buy anything you want. It's all being taken care of. They work everywhere, so if you go over to Athens, they'll work in all the shops and restaurants. If you reach the point where you're interested in a nice tour of Athens, we can arrange someone to be your tour guide. Maybe Athena or Carlina. They're both from Athens originally. You can even spend the night in Carlina's hotel."

"Carlina's hotel?" said Scott. "How old is she, 15?"

"No, she's 7, like me, but she liked the hotel, so she bought it," I said. "It was special to her and her husband."

"Her husband," said Kathryn. "Well sure, if the hotel was special to the 7-year-old's husband, why wouldn't she buy the hotel?"

"I explained that things were different here. Carlina stretches even our boundaries, but not by that much," I said. "After all, I'm engaged to Luca, who you already met." Yeah, that got more stares. Just then we pulled into a long driveway. Nice choice Ruby. It was a large house, on the water. Not out on the water, but with its own beach. Pretty damn nice. This was one of the newer designs with a smaller staff house to the side. As we pulled up, a simply stunning couple walked out of the staff house. Oh good, Ruby had thought ahead. They walked over just as we pulled to a stop.

Oh, I'll let them journal the rest someday, if they want. I will say that Brant recovered very well, and the entire family moved to Dionysus. They never even went back to Minneapolis. We arranged for their house to be sold and their belongings to be moved. They loved it here.

And on the first day...

What a first day. I wonder what tomorrow will bring? I'm thrilled that we were able to help Brant and his family. Not much more to the story. The casino was the success we expected it to be. I celebrated with Tegan and Ruby. It was nice to see Ruby. Tegan missed her. Yeah, yeah, I did too.

Off to Oslo for this one

It wasn't even the first Nobel prize announcement of my friends. Nan was first.

Yep. We're all just normal kids, right?

Carlina would be just as happy not being nominated, let alone winning. In a rare public statement, the nominating committee shared that they had never had a single nominee receive so many diverse nominations. They shared Carlina had been nominated by over 40 heads of state and almost 150 university professors and other interested parties. Kyrsten, Justin, Angela, and Theresa all released statements that they personally nominated her.

The prime ministers of both Iran and Israel did too.

Damn straight they did.

She's still embarrassed. We're off soon to the ceremony, at which Carlina is expected to present a lecture. That I'm not worried about. She's a star. Our extended family will have to split up though. The Peace prize is presented in Oslo, Norway, while the physics prize is awarded in Stockholm, both on December 10th, the anniversary of Nobel's death.

Can you guess where I'm going?

She's a star, for sure.

It's all just crap

OK, I guess I can say that shit to myself all I want, but it is a big deal. The entire region is stabilizing. I'd been to Tehran a dozen times and so had Orlando. There was still the Saudi/Iran problem, which was another stupid religious conflict. They were both fucking Muslims, just not the same branch. Give me a break. I was working with Kyrsten, who had reinstated the multi-country agreement with Iran and lifted the sanctions. That was just some bullshit right there.

Yeah, yeah, getting an award. I had my speech ready. It might be a touch controversial because I was going to challenge religious leaders to get their shit together. Yep, even used the word. I wondered how it would translate, so I was going to say it over and over in a dozen languages. Just that sentence. The phrase might not translate but they'd get it.

It was time for peace and yes, I was using that line too. This is going to be a surprisingly short entry because, well, I am embarrassed.

I'm done. Someone else can pick up the pen.

Amy has the pen!

The event was quite a show. The men were all in white tie and tails. Kevin and Gina were here. Of course, Luca was here for Tegan, but he was on the stage too! We were limited in the number of seats. Falco and Manela were here. You know, Nan's parents. Tegan's parents Sean and Gemma were here. Of course, Luca's parents, Sophia and Morgan were here too. We were a good-looking group. Custom tuxedos, of course, and the women were all in beautiful dresses. It was so cool.

It was time now for Nan's speech. Yes, they had a stool for her. They kind of had to. She'd practiced her lecture on us and it was short and to the point. Her focus was on the importance of encouraging young people to use their minds and that when they could move at their own pace, they had untapped potential that could benefit the world. I won't recreate the speech here, given the video would be available for you to view, but it was powerful and strong. She, of course, walked through their research but that wasn't the focus of her speech. She killed it. Just killed it. She is so earnest and so damn cute. Oh, I forgot. Bill and Jessica were with us too. Nan is their hero. Jessica looked wonderful but please. Bill in a white tie and tails was spectacular.

Carlina killed it too

She ended with a challenge to the leaders of Iran and Saudi Arabia to meet with her and put their differences aside and figure out a way to work together for the benefit of their people. She reminded them that if Iran and Israel could find a way to work together, surely two Muslim nations would be able to as well. She left it out there that it was all on the Saudis. She also offered to mediate.

Damn girl.

Oh, and yes, we all celebrated. I'm, well, Bob, so we were all meeting at a small ski resort called Lofsdalen. I'd really had trouble getting enough rooms at any resort because a lot of our friends wanted to come join us so I did that thing I do.

I bought it. I didn't know exactly what I was going to do with it yet, but this guaranteed the entire property for our family for a week. Guess what? It was our consulate now too. You know what that means. We'd keep it in rooms and private, but the Swedish were casual with nudity, so we weren't too worried about that. This was kind of a budget ski lodge, so we'd make some investments. We'd probably take if off the market, at least for renovations, which could cause some consternation, but we'd work through that later. There was a small lodge, plus some nice cabins, so we took all of those. I ensured there was room to land the planes too. Yeah, that was a weird conversation with the realtor.

We all stayed in local hotels in Oslo and Stockholm after the event and were meeting for skiing tomorrow. It was a late crazy night, so most people just went to bed. I ended up in bed with Elena. Just Elena. She'd come without a date so to speak, so I was her date for the evening.

And the night. She was a little down because all her friends had significant others and she didn't. She dated, particularly Timmy, but becoming a doctor was a lot of focus. Did I mention she was an attending at the busiest trauma ER in Athens? Being new, she got the night shifts, so it was hard to date. We had all stopped the Doogie Howser jokes. She was tired of them. She looked every bit the 11-years-old she was, so she took a lot of grief. Oh, she was way ahead of the others that moved to London with her. Her pace was incredible.

I wasn't sure what she wanted to do, so we just got in bed and I gave her a hug and we cuddled for a bit.

"Are you doing OK?" I asked.

"Yeah, just worn out and a little lonely," said Elena. "I miss everyone that is still in London. Luca spends his time with Tegan, which I understand. Mom and Mom are always running around the world. I don't see people much and when I do, I only have weird hours free."

"You know there is someone that really cares for you that is almost always free during the day," I said. She just gave me a quizzical look and I gave her my best smile. At least I got a laugh.

"Well that's good to know. You're fun to talk to and a great fuck too," said Elena. "Seems like a win-win. I might even get a little of Amy's special time too."

"All kidding aside, why don't you set up a room in our house as your own," I said. "Just think of it as a second home. Come stay whenever you want. You know somebody is always around. We'd love it. We love you."

She didn't answer, she just snuggled closer to me and started stroking my cock. Yeah, we were naked. None of us ever brought pajamas or night clothes. What she was doing worked quickly, and she rolled over and positioned herself to spoon me. She slid back and I slid right in.

Tonight felt like a night for making love, so I gently slid in and out and let my hand roam. I played with her nipples. I kissed her ear and her neck. I ever so gently stroked her clit. I put all my best efforts into it, although I always do. She mewed through some smaller orgasms and then just exploded. Seizure level 5. Well, that was all for me, at least for this first time, and I filled her up. We stayed there for a bit, with me still inside her, and I stroked her clit through another orgasm. She rolled away, onto her back, and just pointed.

Ah. Cleanup. Of course! I got between her legs and really worked it. I got another explosive orgasm, and she squirted all over me. Heaven. Oh yeah, I kissed it all to her and of course this got me hard again. I slid up and in, missionary style.

"Fuck me hard," she growled. OK then. I just pounded her, through orgasm after orgasm, and she asked me to cum on her tits. Her gorgeous, small tits. I loved them. I finally couldn't hold back and pulled out and for a second cum, there was a lot of it.

Yeah, yeah, cleanup again. Darn. This time I licked and licked while teasing her clit with a finger. Ever so gently.

Yes, she could squirt for the second time. We were going to have a damn impressive wet spot. We finally just wore down and moved over in the bed a bit and she fell asleep in my arms, with a small smile on her face. I was glad I could help a little.

Oh, I enjoyed it too.

My second home

OK I'm overthinking this.

It was time to get up soon and I was just lying in the bed thinking, so I woke Bob up.

With my mouth. Gosh he appeared to react appropriately. I climbed up him and settled myself down on his cock. I don't think he woke all the way up until I did that.

He was awake now. I did all the work and he just laid there and enjoyed it. Oh, he gave my nipples and clit attention, and pulled me over to kiss me and nibble on things. He's a very patient and attentive lover and I knew he wasn't going to cum until I did.

And boy did I. Milked it right out of him. I was only going to take one, since he'd be with Amy soon.

And Amy is damn special.

I did let him clean me up, then we took a long hot shower together.

And he shampooed my hair. Wow. Just wow. He even combed it out and dried it and did a pretty darn good job. I've got a short little page boy now that is easy to take care of and looks professional.

OK, I think I look sexy too.

We got dressed and met everyone in the lobby for breakfast then headed out to Bob's plane and off to the resort. Bob was just what I needed. I was having fun now.

What happened in Oslo?

"Bob," said Elena, with a laugh.

OK, that said it all. I knew it was more than just his sexual prowess, great as it is. He's so damn compassionate. I'm happy for her.

Tonight, maybe she could join Tegan and me and I suggested it. Tegan loved the idea and so did Elena.

Hey, I was the winner, right?

We spent the afternoon skiing and it was wonderful. We always have so much fun. Some of us, like me, kind of suck at it because we don't do it often enough, but we have great fun. I think I spent more time laying on the ground than zooming down the slopes. By mid-afternoon I was just done and so were Tegan and Elena. It seems that they had plans for me. We weren't in the house for more than a few seconds before they headed back towards the bedrooms shedding clothes as they went. I'm a bright guy so I followed them leaving my clothes in a trail too. We happened to pass Remei in the hall. I didn't even know Remei was here, but I guess a bunch more people had arrived while we were skiing. Tegan took Remei's hand and turned her right around. She did a nice job of rolling with it because she was naked before he hit the bedroom.

Tegan and Elena were in charge and decided we needed to start with Remei fucking me. OK. Somehow, I spent the night with that first load in me. Remei was on fire tonight. That girl was smoking. I got the first one, but Tegan and Elena each got two.

Plus two each from me. Oh yeah. We were just going at it. My first time I truly pounded Tegan and the Elena. It was a power fuck all around.

Then I made love. First to my soulmate Tegan. It was special and tender. Then to my best friend Elena. We had been through so much together. I don't know where Remei went, but I fell asleep between Tegan and Elena with both snuggled up. Each had a hand across me, and they were holding hands.

It was so special.

Life is good

Then for some reason Orlando wandered in with Grace. Didn't know why. Didn't care why.

He fucked all three of us. Damn, Bob's good but Orlando is too. Luca's learned a lot from them.

I'll find someone. I'm happier now.

Can someone please explain to me how I went from being a small-town Italian girl to an ER physician by the age of 11? It just seems so surreal.

I guess we did deserve it

I thought this post was about Nan and me! Just kidding. Glad someone took the focus off us. We did have a wonderful time skiing and were both glad the awards ceremony was over. We did have an awful lot of people tell us we'd be back on the podium again. Maybe. Neither one of us was done with our calling.

I guess I finally do realize that we deserved the awards. I'll be darned.

Cassie and Kaia

So did the sex. People kept dropping by to check on me and they were all so nice. Every single one of them asked if there was anything they could do for me and they all meant, yeah, that. Ruby and Carlina, Tavi and Amara, Luca and Tegan, Sophia and Morgan. People I have never met were coming to see how I am doing. Every one of them has brought me some kind of gift. Ruby brought be the most amazing earrings and told me that if I wore them, they would pay for things!

I didn't quite follow that, but she promised to be back tomorrow and would take me for coffee and show me how it worked.

Right now, I was basking in the sun on the back porch. Tess kept my glass full and repeatedly rubbed suntan lotion on me. All over me. All over me. I think it made her laugh when I came. No, I know it made her laugh when I came. I returned the favor, of course.

Ruby and Carlina took turns going down on me. I insisted on doing the same. It was a little awkward and hurt a little, but damn, they are both squirters.

Tavi and Luca both fucked me. No, that's not fair. They were very gentle, and both made love to me. Then they did what they called cleanup and somehow all that cum ended up getting kissed to me. Damn that was cool.

Amara snuggled with me, which might have been the highlight of my day. OK, OK, she played with my clit until I came too, but the snuggling was nice. I made her cum too and I would swear she floated a little off the bed when I did. It must have been the painkillers. Surely I didn't see that.

Sophia and Morgan were incredible. They got bowls of hot water and the softest washcloths ever and washed me. On the patio. In the warm sun.

I've never felt more loved. All of this while Kevin and Gina went shopping for clothes in my size. I didn't even know how all the bags they brought back fit in a cart. It was nuts.

Perhaps the part I loved the most was the house call. You know. Dr. Kaia. Damn she was sweet, and I mean that in every way imaginable. I was still out on the porch, gazing out at the Mediterranean when she got there. She sat next to me on the big lounge for a while and just chatted.

"It's hot out here," she said, standing up. Then she stripped and dove into the water. Hot damn. She climbed back up the ladder and it was like one of those movies where the naked babe throws her hair back as she comes out of the pool. Because, you know, she was naked and a babe. She saw me watching and gave me a big smile.

"You look good enough to eat," I said, which was just not me.

"OK," she said. "I'd like that." Wow. Really? Wow. She swung her legs carefully over me and settled down kneeling carefully over me.

Oh, I did everything I knew how to do. Her moans said she liked it until she absolutely exploded and drenched me. She was careful to roll off to the side and lie next to me, catching her breath. She didn't even say anything, she just rolled up onto her knees to return the favor.

And she was damn good at it. What a convenient time for Kevin and Gina to get home. There she was, ass in the air.

They both fucked her. Hard. Kevin first, then Gina. It was a joy to watch, while she kept licking and licking.

Which meant I kept cumming and cumming. Then Kevin did cleanup. This cleanup thing was fun, because Kaia and I both got cum in kisses. I like cum. Everyone should like cum.

Two days ago, I was in pain, living on the streets, and had nothing.

Today I just got off repeatedly, while gazing across the water, on the patio of a mansion.

Wow.

I was also having lots and lots of incredible sex and everyone seemed to think that it was just fine that I was just 10 years old. This place was different. I found myself just lying next to Kaia. She took my hand and we didn't say anything for a while. Oh, I didn't have any ideas. She was a doctor and successful, but she was sweet as hell. She turned her head and kissed me. A nice, sweet, lover's kiss.

I was worried for a minute that this was heaven, but then I realized if it was, I was good with that.

Gina brought me back to earth though.

"Enjoy the sun today," said Gina. "Tomorrow we enroll you in school."

Say what?

Before we could even get into that, Ruby wandered out onto the patio. Naked. Does anyone even own clothes here? My God she was a vision. She was the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen in my life and I'd seen a lot of gorgeous ones naked in the last 24 hours.

"I came to invite you to a party," said Ruby. "No, more of just friends getting together, but still. I'm not sure you're up for it, but you'd meet a lot of people. You could stay for as long as you'd like, and I'd bring you home. I do have to warn you, it can get crazy. You'll see a lot of people doing some amazing things. Many will offer or ask you to participate. Of course, you'll learn a few things." She laughed at that last sentence. Did she mean what I thought she meant? Rather than ask, I just agreed to go. Kaia thought it would be good for me and said she'd go too. Ruby said Kevin and Gina would meet us there.

Ruby helped me get into the cart, and I kept insisting on clothes, which appeared to confuse both Ruby and Kaia who appeared to be going to the party naked.

"OK," said Kaia. "But putting on clothes is going to hurt. As your doctor, I'd suggest you not, but it is entirely up to you." OK, this was weird. We're going to a party where I'd meet a lot of new people and we're going naked? I had to ask.

"It takes a little getting used to," said Kaia. "But yes. Think of this as the world's biggest nudist resort. You don't have to, and many people don't, but a lot do. Depends on their mood sometimes. Most people wear a little something when they're working. I do. The barista at the coffee shop probably wears an apron, but sometimes only an apron. You just never know. So, let me help you and we'll put some clothes on you. Ruby can help." I thought about it for a minute and realized I didn't really have any reason to put on clothes, but this was just so weird.

"No," I said. "I'm good. Maybe we could bring some clothes in case I change my mind." Ruby ran off and came back with cheer shorts and a cami. Just cheer shorts and a cami. OK, I guess that worked.

We took off and drove for a bit and at the end of the street there was a hotel. At least I thought it was a hotel, until Ruby explained that it was a house. Good grief. There were more carts pulling in, all full of naked people. No, there was a woman wearing panties. Just panties. Kaia explained that likely meant it was that time of the month.

Oh.

I saw so many people walking in that I already knew. Kevin and Gina came out of the front door with an incredibly attractive couple. I mean where the hell do all these people come from? The guy was tall and ripped, but not overly muscular. Just freaking perfect. The woman, though, was a vision. The first woman I'd seen that could compete with Ruby, but so different I would say as beautiful not more beautiful. She was petite, with bright red hair and the most incredible breasts. Her nipples were a mesmerizing. Sorry, but they were. I realized two little kids were walking with them. Really little. Yeah, they were naked too. They all walked up.

"Welcome to our home," said the vision of beauty. OK, that didn't narrow it down. The woman.

"I'm Amy and this is Bob," she said. The little guy stuck out his hand.

"I'm Bill and this is my twin sister Jessica," he said and then she shook my hand too.

"Let us know if there is anything we can get you," said Jessica. "Our home is your home."

Damn they were cute. Then the little guy did the up/down look, with a little bit of a leer. Then he looked at his Mom. She shook her head no.

"You can't blame me for asking," said Bill. "You're quite beautiful Cassie." Then he and Jessica wandered off, over to a little girl that wasn't much older. I'd find out later she was Nan. She took their hands and headed inside.

I'm pretty sure the toddler was asking if he could fuck me. I guess not though, since Amy said no. Wait, she said no, which means, oh heck let's just move on.

Amy and Bob moved off to greet someone else and Kevin explained that they were Morgan, Orlando, Leslie, and Chris' parents. I'd met all four of them. If by met, you mean had sex with. That's not fair, they were all sweet and caring.

And simply incredible in bed. But Morgan was at least 18, so I asked and got what they said was the short version of the story. Wow, incredible people here.

No one freaking mentioned they were the royal family. I didn't find that out for a while.

I was in a wheelchair and Kevin wheeled me in and then out on their back porch. The entire house was on stilts over the water and the back porch was freaking huge. There must have been three hundred people out here. I'd bet fifty or more were having sex. Yes, right there in the crowd. I saw Leslie getting fucked by two gorgeous young men and she was sucking off a third. Yes, DP. Right there on the porch. She looked so damn sexy doing it. Kevin wheeled me over so we could watch.

We could watch. A boy moved next to me and watched with us for a minute, then turned and introduced himself.

"Hi, I'm Max," he said, holding out his hand. They sure were polite here. I told him I was Cassie.

"I see that you have been injured. I hope you are recovering well. If there is anything at all I can do for you, please ask. Not to be too focused, but I do have outstanding oral skills," he said.

"Me too," said a voice from the other side. I turned and I'll be damned, there was Max again, except I found out he was Martan. Two freaking adorable twins. They both gave me big smiles.

Then they got hard.

I looked at Kevin and he just nodded. Kevin moved me over to a free lounge and helped me lie back. I asked him if he and Gina could help.

"Anything," said Gina. "What would you like to do?"

"Can you hold my legs up?" I asked. "I want them both."

Well it looked like Leslie was enjoying it. It took a little rearranging, given my leg and arm, but in the end on my side worked better. Max came from the front and Martan came from the back. Oh God it felt good. I called Gina over and just pointed at her cock and my mouth, then I pointed at Kevin's cock and made the motion that I wanted to jack him off.

Here for two days and I was taking four cocks at once.

It was heaven.

I did tire out earlier than the crowd and Ruby and Tomas took me back to Kevin's house. She'd been checking in with me often. I could see the concern in her face. I'd freaking just met her. Something about Ruby. Then again, Tomas was just as nice and my gosh that boy was hung.

Did he just smile when I thought that? He just got hard. OK, this place was a little weird. I'm pretty sure Amara was floating and now I thought people could read my mind. I am pretty sure I was losing it. I sure hoped it was the meds.

They helped me in and got me in bed. Tess brought me some lemonade and they insisted that I needed to take a nap. I insisted I wasn't tired. They insisted they knew how to help me sleep.

Apparently that involved multiple orgasms on my part.

And on Tess' part, although that might have been coincidental.

Boy did I nap well. As in didn't wake up until the next morning. When I woke up, I found Ruby asleep on one side and Tomas asleep on the other. They woke up when I did, and both just smiled.

None of us had clothes on. They told me they were here to help me get ready and would then take me to school. Ruby said once she did, she had to get back to school too, but Tomas would stay with me.

"You don't go to the same school?" I asked. Ruby laughed.

"I used to. Now I go to NYU. I'm about to graduate," she said. Really? She's heck of a lot older than I thought. I had to ask.

"How old are you?" I asked. She laughed again.

"11," she said.

"You're at NYU. In New York. That NYU," I said. She smiled and nodded.

"Do you have your own space plane?" I asked. She smiled and nodded again. Tomas was clearly bemused by all this.

"What will your degree be in?" I asked.

"This degree will be my PhD in Mechanical engineering with an aerospace focus," said Ruby.

"This degree. Your PhD. Sure," I said. "Just a typical 11-year-old."

"Yes," said Ruby. "Everyone may not be quite where I am, but remember, I have been with the family as long as almost anyone. You'll be there. You'll be surprised."

"Me?" I said. "Yeah, no. I haven't been to school since 2nd grade." Well, I hadn't. I'd been on the streets since I was eight.

Making money selling the only thing I had of value.

Me. Damn. Tearing up. They both enveloped me in a hug. No words. Just a hug.

Damn. Barely know them. Loved them already.

"We love you too Cassie," said Ruby. Wait, what?

"How? What? Oh, come on," I said. Ruby and Tomas laughed.

"Ruby is special," said Tomas. "Really special. Some of us can do that, but only with people we really care about. Ruby cares about everyone. She can read almost everyone."

Wow. Just wow. I saw Ruby give Tomas a look, and he just nodded. What was that...What the fuck? I'm floating. I'm floating three feet above the bed. Then I floated back down.

That did not just happen. Now...Oh, oh, oh my God I'm cumming. Oh again. And again.

Those were the...oh shit.

"Stop," I said. It stopped. Instantly. Then they explained and made me promise not to tell anyone.

Like anyone would believe me. They promised they would teach me, but it would take a while.

I think this is heaven.

Then they said I needed to get cleaned up. Tomas carried me back out onto the back porch. Ruby came out with more washcloths and bowls of water. Tess kept the warm water coming. They cleaned me up then Tomas held me under the shower while Ruby carefully washed my hair. That boy was strong. He held me like I was weightless for the entire time.

And it was one hell of a shampoo. I'd never felt anything more intimate in my life. Well, maybe except the time Kevin washed my hair. Something about that here was different. Special. Caring.

Heaven I said.

Getting dressed hurt, but not as badly as it did yesterday. Yes, cheer shorts and a short cami, complete with a bare midriff. Ruby said that would be the most comfortable. Given she put on basically the same outfit and Tomas put on gym shorts and a tank top, we made quite a trio. By then Kevin and Gina had come out to help too and the six of us, with Tess, had a nice breakfast. Outside. In the sun. Overlooking the Mediterranean.

I guess I wasn't a homeless hooker anymore.

"Nope," said Ruby with a smile.

Finally, they carefully loaded me in the cart. I could walk a little now, with a walker, so they brought that along too. I didn't want to take my wheelchair. I don't know why, but I was stubborn. You've read about other people's first day at school. Mine was probably a little less exciting, given my current physical limitations, but not a lot less. Yes, I got to see the wrestling room on the tour. Damn straight I did. Ruby and Tomas had turned me over to my tour guides.

Max and Martan. Oh boy. Much of the day was testing. They explained that it wasn't testing what I already knew, but what I could learn. I did need some remedial work, not because I couldn't do the work, but because I had never done the work. The teacher that helped me was named H2. I didn't quite get that, but she told the story. I'd met her at the party yesterday but didn't hear the story then.

And by met her, you can imagine what I mean. She was like a taller version of me. Same small breasts. Someone described her as willowy and that fit, but strong too.

Kind of like me.

After the testing, they insisted I go home and start school slowly. They explained that everyone worked at their own pace, so it wouldn't affect anything. They even arranged that I could do my math work from home, on an iPad, which they sent home with me too after they found out I didn't have one. I guess most people did. I asked where I should return it and they told me it was mine now.

OK.

I admit that I took a nap and woke up refreshed late in the afternoon. As soon as I woke up, Ruby walked into my bedroom.

"I thought you went back to school?" I said.

"I did, but I promised we'd go for coffee today. I went to classes and came back," said Ruby. "I'll go back later." This space plane thing was a little confusing.

"Yes," said Ruby. "I know it is." OK space planes were straightforward compared to mind reading. Yeah, Ruby laughed.

Then she made me cum, laughing the entire time. I was going to do the same thing to her. I would make her cum. I would. Suddenly she started moaning. Could I do it too? I concentrated hard and she dropped to her knees and exploded.

"Stop!" she said. I didn't exactly know how to stop but focused on something else and she took a few deep breaths and stood back up.

"That was the most powerful orgasm I have ever had in my life," said Ruby. "This is crazy. You've only been here a short time." With that, she floated me to a cart. Yes, all the way into the front yard. Luckily, I'd fallen asleep with my shorts and cami on, so at least we were not getting coffee naked.

Although apparently that would have been OK. We got to the coffee shop and most, but not all, people were dressed. There were a few younger kids running around naked and one group of women sitting around a larger table chatting. Yeah, they were all naked too.

They were a cool bunch too. There were seven of them, ranging from early twenties to late sixties, at least that was my guess. A couple were pretty, but most were average. A couple were a little overweight. It didn't matter. They were all comfortable sitting in public naked. I absolutely loved that. Ruby helped me to the front of the coffee shop, and I ordered.

"Would you like me to save this as your preferred order?" said the barista. "If so, you can just sit down when you come in and we'll bring it to your table." That seemed cool and I figured they did it for anyone that had health issues, so I agreed. Ruby and I sat down, and I mentioned it to her. She took the time to explain the concept of the inner circle to me.

Me. I was included.

"Why the fuck am I part of the inner circle?" I asked. Ruby just smiled at me.

"Because you should be," said Ruby. "It will all make sense eventually. I don't know why yet, but it will." Ruby is confusing. Really confusing. Incredibly beautiful, but confusing.

"Thanks, I guess," she laughed.

Confusing I say.

We did have a really nice time chatting and I met a ton more people. Everyone knew Ruby. I mean everyone. The kids that were running around. The women at the table. Every single person that walked by. They all knew Ruby, but what blew me away was that she knew absolutely everyone's name. All of them. Not only that, she had a quick little memory she shared with them all. I don't have any clue how she did it. You could just feel the room's mood improve.

Damn.

She had to head back, so we went back to Kevin and Gina's. They were home and Ruby left me in their care.

I just wanted to cry. Everyone was so amazing to me. Thank God Kevin had come to find me. I loved him so much. He and Gina were amazing.

I'm crying now, so I'll stop here.

Maria flies in

I told that story about the war games for a reason. I had to introduce Maria, well I didn't have to, but thought you'd like to hear. This goes a little back in time.

Because this is where I am going to pass her the pen and let her tell the story of her move to Dionysus.

It was quite a visit. Remember, she was in my class at King's College too.

Maria's coming!

I still moved. Yes, I had made it into the F-35 but I was a model, not a pilot. They wanted me on posters and to talk about me, not to fly. All our pilot's hours were limited, but none more than mine. I got to wear my flight suit to a lot of photo shoots, but not into many airplanes. Even the war games were a publicity stunt.

So once I had met Leslie, and then Morgan and the rest of the family, I saw how different it was here. Women were treated with respect and many of the leadership positions were held by women. Their UN ambassador was a 7-year-old girl!

What clinched it was the weekend I went home with Leslie and got to see and meet everyone and yes, you know exactly what I mean by that. It was, by far, the best weekend of my life and I don't just mean the sex, spectacular as it was. I was welcomed by everyone, treated as an equal, and respected for my skills.

I was treated like a man was in Italy.

I liked it. What can I say? Add to that the fact that I could fly as often as I wanted, in anything I wanted, including space planes, and they offered me a freaking mansion on the water, plus leadership of a squadron, what would you have done?

I moved. Now I'm still in school, in London, but Leslie took over the costs of the program for me. The Italian Air Force demanded that I pay back all my costs to that date and Leslie not only paid them every penny, she donated a million euros to the retired aviators charity in Rome, in my name. Leslie likes to make points, but it was noticed, for sure.

We're about to graduate, in about a third the time of the normal program, all because Leslie pushed. And pushed. She insisted that we could move at a different pace, and the professors loved it. A couple students couldn't keep up and transferred into another program, but the rest of us thrived. Oh, the general transferred. It made us all laugh. Leslie's mind just worked differently than everyone else's and she had insights that none of us had. We were learning more from her than the professors. Even they freely admitted it and would sometimes just hand the class over to her. Yeah, she ran with it. Of course my big project was to certify in the F-61. Oh, and graduate? Yes, we were all graduating with our Masters. Not Leslie. She was getting her PhD too.

I was the first in my class to certify. OK, not counting Leslie. I worked and worked, particularly with Elena. Even thought she was in medical school, she spent tons of hours with me. She was a lot of fun too, and yes, I mean that too. Hey, who doesn't like great sex?

Sorry. That was what I think they call a tangent.

Today was my first day to meet my new squadron. I was a little nervous. I was new to the island, I'd never led anything before, and I was a woman. It felt like three strikes. I walked into the ready room where they all waited. All twenty-four of them. They were milling about chatting. I knew some but hadn't met most of them yet. We were an F-35 squadron, but also an F-61 training squadron. Perfect for me. I stood off to the side, just for a bit. I counted and 15 of the 24 were women. It was clearly a broad range of nationalities and even colors too. They were all speaking English, but the accents varied. I certainly sounded like an Italian.

I walked to the front of the room and cleared my throat. They all caught on and sat down. It was a little freaky to me, because no one came to attention or saluted. Leslie had warned me of that. She had a philosophy that we should be colleagues and friends and that while there was a chain of command, it didn't need to be that deferential. She also said that a lot of the people they recruited had a tough time breaking the habit. Then she laughed. She added that most squadrons got close. Really close. I even made her say it and she said she meant they fucked and sucked a lot and that unless I told them no, they would all want to do it with me. She suggested that I not tell them no. Too much fun, as she put it. Then she laughed again.

Well it was one attractive bunch, so her suggestion was going to be easy to follow. It was a little confusing that three of them were clearly preteens. Another four were likely teenagers. We spent quite a bit of time doing introductions, since most were new to each other too. Then we went and met their crews. Each pilot had an assigned crew to support them and take care of their plane. Not only were close to half of the crew members women, well over half were what I would have considered kids. Damn.

Then we spent the afternoon flying. We got to do this whenever we wanted. I am confident we all flew with a smile on our face. It was a long, hot, tiring day so when we landed, we all hit the showers. It took me a minute to realize that there was only one locker room.

Yeah, I loved it here. Everyone was chatting and talking about the day, while naked. Pilots and crew. Like Leslie said, colleagues. I noticed one woman pilot was bent over a bench and getting pounded by a crew member. From the introductions, I knew the pilot was 9-years-old, but the crew member was in his thirties. Well 9 was OK, right? Another couple came up to me and asked me if I'd like to join them.

Yes, yes I would. We got into a fierce 69 with me on my knees. I think this is the official sexual position for the country, since he slid right in me. No one got into the shower for at least an hour. Oh, he was all man, but she was 11. Cute as hell too.

And this was our first day. Well, good thing I loved sex!

So let's recap. My own squadron. A mansion and all the accessories. Unlimited flying, including space. Lots of sex, whenever and wherever I wanted with a variety of ages and genders. Oh, did I mention one of the pilots was MtF and one of the crew members was MtF and two were FtM? Hell, I only knew because I saw them in the shower. The pilot had a long thick cock and C cups. Yeah, OK, she fucked me. Tits and a cock. It's a thing. Did I also mention the entire cabinet of sex toys in the locker room?

Yep. Liked it here.

And I didn't even mention yet that my next-door neighbors were Eli and Jennifer and their kids Don, Dan, and Maisy. The kids liked to come visit me and I liked them too. Last night, they'd all three spent the night. We were just too worn out to move. Don and Dan had skills, but Maisy...

Fun neighbors.

I'll stop there, but I am so happy to be a part of the new country.

Hunter likes her too

What Maria didn't know was Heather and I were just waiting for her to graduate to promote her. Right now, she was a Major and led a squadron. Squadrons belong to Groups. Groups belong to Wings. We followed the US model, because that's what Heather was used to. Right now, our Wing on the main islands didn't have a Wing Commander.

That's because it was going to be Maria as soon as we moved back full-time. She'd jump to a one-star General and command the entire Wing. The wing here on Dionysus was our largest, by far, and had squadrons of everything from Harriers to F-77 space fighters. It was a big group with a lot of planes and was a training wing too. It included team members as young as 4.

Yep. All hers. We knew she'd be a star at it.

The F-77

I'm also pretty sure she wanted to bring along the 22-year-old hunk. OK, maybe that wasn't the main reason, but I suspected it was a side benefit. We also had the passenger pod installed. You know. Couch. Cabinet with socks.

OK, maybe I was projecting and hoping it was true.

We took off and Pari basically just sat their quietly. The controls were almost identical to the F-61, which made sense. There were additional steps to go into orbit, but I'd studied well. I walked through all my steps verbally, so Pari could comment on what I was about to do, but she didn't say a word. I guess I was doing OK. When we got up into space, Jarvis was clearly gleeful. Oh, the hunk was Jarvis. It turned out he had never been in space before. Pari told me we would do an orbit and confirmed I'd set the autopilot and all the alarms properly.

Oh, I could hope. She unbuckled and told us to go back into the cabin for the view. I knew the view I was hoping for and based on the looks that Jarvis was giving us both, he was too.

OK, maybe the fact he was tenting out his pants was a hint too. My hopes were affirmed when Pari swam past Jarvis and squeezed his cock.

Oh good.

By the time I got into the cabin, Pari was already naked and asked us both if we were interested. Neither one of us answered. We just undressed. It is hilarious because you just twist and turn to get it accomplished. By the time we were done, Pari had socks on and socks for both of us. Jarvis didn't understand what they were for and Pari explained. By the time I did, I'd laid down on the couch. I was going to let him go first with Pari. Before you think I'm being a nice person, I had an ulterior motive.

He would last longer the second time. Damn he really was a hung too. Medium height. Ripped abs. Blonde. Even shaved down below, which highlighted a nice 7-inch (18 cm) thick uncut cock.

I liked uncut cocks.

He waited patiently until Pari got me over and then I got her over. He timed it and slid in while she was in mid-orgasm. I love that feeling and she clearly did too, because it took her over again, much harder.

Speaking of harder. This was a power fuck and we all liked it. Pari reminded him that he had to cum in her. He seemed to think that was OK and did just that. So much that it leaked out, but I was ready for it. He pulled out and offered it to me for a quick lick, to clean it off, then I latched onto Pari. There was none left when I was done. She just kept cumming and cumming, until she pushed off me and floated away. She motioned for me to change spots, then dropped down to where she could suck Jarvis back to life.

It didn't take long. Pari had skills. We reversed positions and I just couldn't stop cumming. I had him slow down a little so he would last, and last he did. I couldn't take it anymore and I told him to really pound me.

The plane was shaking. OK, not literally, but I sure was, and he filled me up. I could feel it!

Then Pari cleaned me out. It had taken almost an entire orbit!

It was glorious.

We went back into the cockpit and Pari let Jarvis take the co-pilot seat. I guess she had faith in me. We flew around for another hour, then landed.

Training flights were fun here.

Better yet. Damn near every training flight was a variation of this story. It wasn't always Pari, although it was a lot. We always brought along an observer, and sometimes two.

We always fucked in space. It was a special feeling.

Sometimes Pari brought along visitors that weren't pilots. In other words, people that wanted to go into space.

And fuck.

She said I could take anyone I wanted into space.

My final training flight, for my certification, was extra fun. Leslie was my training officer. She said she liked to do all the signoff rides. She had brought along two certified pilots for the special event.

Amy and Bob. Our queen and king.

It was special. I thought I was going to die from sex special. Their skills. All three of them. At one-point Bob was making love to me and Amy and Leslie were each sucking a nipple and taking turns playing with my clit.

Holy Mother that was amazing.

I guess graduation ceremonies were different here, right?

Now I was fully certified in the F-77. Pari did make sure to tell me that I should invite her along frequently. As she put it, she liked to go into space and the sex with me was great.

I felt the same about her.

Hot damn I liked it here.

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