Chapter 86 - The Call - The Space Station

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Bob in space

Bob here. Hell yes, I wanted my own space station. I was on my way to talk to Lawrence. I wanted it bad. Now that we had a space freighter and yes, I just typed those words, it seemed like I could have my space house.

I'd asked him to lunch, and he hopped in my plane and we went over to our house. We went to the restaurant in the shared building but used one of the private rooms. Space was still a pretty sensitive topic. I also just liked Lawrence a lot. He reminds me a little of me. Geeky but fun.

So, I blew him. Well why not. He returned the favor, which I appreciated. You had to fill the time between ordering and your food arriving, right? A little cum appetizer.

"It's great to see you Bob, it really is, but you want something, and you think I can do it for you," said Lawrence. Well, everybody knew me well. I admit I laughed.

"We knew we needed to make small space stations that would fit in the C-80," he said. "We envisioned manufacturing pods, mostly automated, because launching and retrieving them is so cheap. We designed the pod while we were designing the plane. They have small ion engines for maneuverability and to generate electricity for the station. The fact that they generate oxygen is a huge win and carbon dioxide can actually be used as fuel. It's not the proverbial perpetual motion machine, but it is an amazing cycle. We've had a crew living in three of them on Earth ever since we flew the first plane. We've had a different three in orbit for the same amount of time and they're running flawlessly. Since we were building six, we built a seventh at the ultimate rich guy's fantasy. We knew you'd want one."

"So, it's ready to launch. We're going to send our crews up first, so I'd give it at least a month. We designed them to mate to an F-81, so you can fly yourself up to your space station," he said. "Want to see it? It's bigger than you'd think. We use metric, but in terms with which you're more familiar, the entire pod is 24 x 150. We steal 25 of that for all the equipment, but the living area is 24 x 125. Think two double wide mobile homes in a row. Oh, that's not quite right, because it is two stories. It's roughly 6,000 square feet, so pretty damn big. More of the layout of a ship than a house, given the dimensions, but pretty damn cool. We actually had Chloe come in and help design it but made her promise to be quiet about it. We built it with artificial gravity too, so it's basically a normal, big house, with giant windows through which you can see space, Earth, the Moon, and more. The artificial gravity is really cool. Nan and I are publishing a paper on it soon."

"Oh, one more thing. We designed them to also have a landing system. By that I mean we could take one to the Moon, push it out of the plane, push the landing system out of another plane, and easily land a house on the Moon," he said. "We figured you'd want one of those too, so we're building it."

"That's farther out, though, as we have other priorities, so we'll come back to that one. It's a perfect test for Mars habitats," he said. Well, I guess I could live with that. We flew back over to the manufacturing facility and he took me into one of the giant hangers and there it was.

"It is all windows, but every window has a shutter, which closes it completely off. This is because you might not always want to look out the window, although I suspect you would, but also for safety. If anything penetrates the window, the shutter closes in an instant and seals the room. They're much safer than any space station we've ever launched," he said. We walked through the air lock, which was open, since there was no plane attached, and he took me on a tour.

A Chloe special, for sure. It was functional, given it was a space station, but luxurious as hell. Almost all the seating was facing a giant window. The kitchen looked like, well, a kitchen and I asked about it.

"Sure, nothing special about it. Refrigerator, freezer, stove, oven. All basically off the shelf. All electric, because fire is dangerous in space, but nice high-end stuff," he said. Really. Off the shelf ovens in a space station. Then he took me into the master bedroom.

Wow. It was the entire end of the station, both stories. It was entirely windows. The bed was right in the middle, facing out. That was going to be one spectacular fuck.

"Give us four weeks. We're launching two passenger pods this afternoon and the crews fly up tomorrow. If all goes as well as we expect, then around a month should be nice and safe. We'll launch yours and leave it for a solid two weeks before anybody docks. We'll send a crew first. You'll need to train on docking procedures in the simulator, although we expect to send you with a pilot for a while. Find someone in the crew you like, because for your first flights, they're staying with you.

Well, I'd met Blaine and Holly and would be happy with either or both and told him.

"Well, that would work pretty well, given they're dating now," he said, with a grin.

Space family

We stayed in close touch with Lawrence and everything went flawlessly. To my surprise, Leslie went through all the training to dock, so she was going to be our pilot. OK, maybe not to my surprise. Sorry Blaine and Holly. Next trip. We decided to make it a family affair and all go. I suppose there was some risk in taking the entire family, but, well, we wanted to all go. Leslie argued us out of it though, since it actually didn't make sense to risk us all at once, safe or not.

So, the first trip was just Leslie and me, for three days. A little father/daughter time. Who wouldn't want to go to your space house with your daughter?

Weird has hit a new level with us, for sure. We took off from Vino and it was only a few minutes to the station, and we docked easily. We went through the air lock in space suits, to be safe, but we quickly stripped them off.

So now we were naked father and daughter in space. It was getting closer and closer to bad porn. What do you think we did first? Yes, Amy made a point of telling us to christen the master bedroom. Of course, being us, we did it on a live feed. No, not just to the family. On one of the special Dionysus cable channels.

Father/daughter sex in space. Yep, we actually did make a bad porn movie. No, that's not fair, we're both pretty damn good at it, so we made a good porn movie. With the Earth in the background.

Holy moly it was fun. The fact that Leslie was extremely talented and, not being too modest, so am I, didn't hurt. It turned into a fairly long porn too. We had a lot in us. Well, in the end, Leslie had a lot in her, but we ended with me sucking, and kissing, and swallowing as I should.

Our three days shot by. Yes, we spent some of it in bed, but we had brought books, and games, and other things to do and it was truly a special time with Leslie.

Back to Vino now, but not for long. I wasn't giving up my space house yet. I'd finished my training to, so I could fly myself. Amy wanted in on this trip, so it was going to be Amy, Amai, Pari, and me. I have no clue how it ended up being the four of us. Amy worked it out. It was a hell of a group though. Pari is pretty special. Smart, cute, funny. Really in many ways a young Amy, or a young Leslie, or... OK, you get the idea. Do I need to tell you why having Amai come was going to be fun? Do I?

We did it as a pretty quick round-trip. Drop off Leslie, pick up the other three. We didn't even use the space suits when we docked, although we had them with us. For now, anybody that came had a custom-made space suit. They'd use them again, for sure. We got into the station and I led the way right into the master bedroom. It was really just to show them the spectacular view.

While they were oohing and aahing, Pari started stripping. Well it did seem like a good idea, so the rest of us did too. Amai and I were hard before we got our clothes off, but come on, Amy and Pari in space.

This time we didn't do a live feed, but we sure had fun on the big bed with a view of both the Earth and the Moon. Our life. Weird. Cool, but weird. Amai and I just waited for Amy and Pari to tell us what to do. We knew how this worked. They told us to watch, while they got into a 69. To hell with space, I was watching Amy and Pari get each other off. Pari has breast bumps. Maybe they're puffies. Right at that borderline and amazing. I'd watch that for hours, particularly with Amy. Amy is so fucking gorgeous. Lucky man here.

They both went off and just covered each other. Yep. Sex in space. They both rolled on their backs and waved us over. They scooted over and had us lay down. Then Amy climbed up on Amai and Pari climbed up on me. OK, I was good with that. I had a view of this sexy girl, with space behind her. What. a. turn-on.

She clearly wanted it to last, because she was just leisurely bouncing up and down. Every time she felt me get close, she settled down and stopped. Amy did the same thing to Amai. Not fair, not fair, but we really did last. It was as if they timed it, because right as we both came, they lifted off and took the cum on their chests.

Then we swapped. I knew every curve of Amy's body and enjoyed exploring them as much today as the first time. No, even more. I gave her the best treatment I could and got her over and over. I could hear Pari and knew Amai was accomplishing the same for her. Finally, they made us stop and we rolled over. All four of us, side by side on the big bed, looking out into space. None of us spoke for what must have been a half hour. It was incredible. Finally, Pari broke the silence.

"Hey," she said. "I'm the youngest to ever spend the night in a space station, aren't I? I was going to say the youngest to go into space, but that's pretty common now."

"Yes, Jessica is very proud of that record," said Amy. "It's the one time that she's happy she is four minutes younger than Bill." Well, it was true. We finally got up and showered. Lawrence knew us well, because it was a big bathroom with a huge shower and tub. Yeah, yeah, we cleaned each other up. I even shampooed Amy and Pari insisted on doing the same for Amai. It is so sensual. We managed to hold off, because we were hungry. We wandered into the kitchen and whipped up cold lobster and crab salads. Why not?

We spent the afternoon just relaxing. We all had brought something to read. Amy and Pari worked on a puzzle for a while and then we played a rousing game of Pictionary.

My only rule is that I won't be on Amy's team. She takes it too seriously and the fact that I suck is an issue. I played some with Pari and some with Amai and I sucked both times.

Good thing that our method of Pictionary involved the loser doing things for the winner. In this case Pari and Amy were both winners.

OK, I am just going to have to say this. It was not that long ago that I was a nerdy single guy on an ancient boat.

In what world is that even possible? Well, I guess we were out of this world right now.

I dropped the three of them on Artemis and headed right back to Vino. Lawrence wanted a report on our trip. I'm pretty sure he wanted a blowjob too. Yeah, I was OK with that. Leslie met us there since she was on the same trip.

We are truly a fun family. Reminiscing a bit again, it wasn't that long ago that Leslie was this scared little flat chest girl clutching her stuffed animal. Now she was a powerful, beautiful 14-year-old girl. I shouldn't focus on this, but that flat little chest was solid B cups now if not C. I'm not just about breasts but she truly is spectacularly beautiful. That is all dwarfed by the wonderful person that she is. Leslie is special. So special.

We met with Lawrence in his office and Leslie had some excellent suggestions. Most of them were small but would make life on the space station better. He loved every idea and promised to have them all done and installed quickly. As he put it, Blaine and Holly would prefer to take each change up one at a time. Space, you know. Leslie and I laughed, and I reminded Lawrence that the space station was in the family app and they could sign it up whenever they wanted. They might have to share some, but in our family sharing is caring. In a lot different way than that phrase is usually used.

"It's not like there are that many pilots certified to dock with the station," I said. Leslie and Lawrence burst out laughing.

"How many family members have a space plane?" asked Leslie. That was an interesting question. I guessed twenty.

"Forty-six," said Leslie. "How many pilots of those space planes are certified?" I thought that through too. Just Leslie and me, I thought.

"Are you kidding Dad?" said Leslie. "Tell me which one of the forty-six wouldn't want to fly to the space station as soon as they could." I smiled but not for the reason she thought I did. I smile every time one of the kids calls me Dad. It just makes my heart full. All seven of them.

I have seven kids. How in the hell do I have seven kids? OK, just thinking about that made me smile again. Leslie laughed.

"Thinking about all seven of us again?" said Leslie. I laughed and Lawrence looked quizzical. Leslie raised her eyebrows at me. I thought about it for a moment and nodded.

"You have to keep this quiet, but we trust you. I said that because I can read his mind. I can read anyone's mind that is close to the family. We all can," said Leslie.

"Would you like a direct quote?" said Leslie. "That's fucking hilarious. Like they could really read minds."

Lawrence just stared at her. I knew she was right. I'd read him too. We had really good control now and would only read when we wanted to. We could block each other too, but never did. Why? We didn't have any secrets. It's not like I couldn't look at an attractive woman and think about fucking her and have Amy get mad. The odds were near 100% that she was thinking the same thing.

Leslie looked at me again. I knew what she meant. I smiled and nodded again. Lawrence was behind his desk and we were in his guest chairs. The remnants of lunch at his desk were still there.

Including his spoon. That was pretty cliché, but it made me laugh when it floated up about 10 inches and started spinning. Seriously, we were in bad sixties sci-fi.

"You done with all of that?" asked Leslie. He just nodded with his mouth still open. It was all disposable, so she moved it all into his recycling bin. It all just floated over. Come on, you knew everything we used was biodegradable, didn't you?

"How much control do you have? How much can you levitate?" asked Lawrence. Leslie didn't answer. She lifted him up out of his chair. Then she proceeded to strip him. All while sitting in her chair smiling. Oh, he was already hard. I could tell because he was naked now. I get it. Leslie is adorable. At least I assumed he was hard because of Leslie.

"You're adorable too Dad," said Leslie. Lawrence floated around and she moved him right in front of her chair and took him in her mouth. Her control had improved. She kept him floating while she blew him. For some reason he didn't last. I wonder why? She was still dressed and clearly didn't want mess because she swallowed almost all of it.

Her control really had improved because she dressed him and set him back in his chair.

"So, I have another suggestion, but it is a pretty big one," said Leslie, continuing the conversation like nothing had happened.

"Yeah, no. You're not changing the subject yet," said Lawrence. Leslie explained our theory about the water. She also threw out a new theory that floored me.

"We also think it slows aging once you're completely through puberty," said Leslie. "By about a factor of twelve." I think my jaw dropped. Leslie laughed.

A factor of 12. The life expectancy of an adult male in Dionysus was 87 years old. We were a healthy country. The data was rough since we were a new country, but using that number, my life expectancy was now much higher.

"That's a thousand years," I said. "My life expectancy would be a thousand years."

"Yes, and the studies say you would stay healthy in every way through it all," said Leslie.

"Yes, they would. Which makes space travel even more important, doesn't it?" said Leslie. That left us thoughtful and finally Leslie pulled us back to the topic at hand.

"Back to my idea. You know the number of people that want to go to the space station is going to grow. We built it with one module. That's not a real limitation," said Leslie. "The Moon will be interesting, but orbit has the views." Lawrence laughed and picked up the remote on his desk and pointed it at the big monitor on his wall. It came alive.

With a picture of a space city. I recognized our module, but there were a dozen more interconnected with passageways. Clear passageways. Oh, that would be freaky.

"I'm not sure I like the clear passageways," I said. He hit the button on the remote and they went opaque.

"Controlled with the RFID jewelry of the person walking through. Anything from clear to opaque and anything in between. You can even set it up to leave windows," said Lawrence.

"Thursday," said Lawrence. Leslie and I just stared at him and he laughed again.

Then Leslie stripped him again. No, not with her mind. She stripped him, well, manually. Then we both rewarded him for his efforts. The reward program for working in Dionysus is better than any job I had ever had.

Oh, and Lawrence likes to be in the middle of a train. Do you blame him? Leslie in the front, Bob in the back. Porn. Still. Leslie had just blown him, so he was going to last. I was too. It wasn't my first, or third, of the day. Have you met my family? We finally couldn't hold off and both painted Leslie's face and chest. Then we cleaned her up. We're all about clean.

Space city

Amy here. We have a space city now. How do we have a space city? Yes, it is clearly one of the most popular destinations in the app. Since it was so easy to get to, sometimes we'd just pop up for an afternoon or for dinner. Did we mention that one of the modules is a nice restaurant? A little limited, since there are 46 trained space pilots, but it was hopping. As in you needed to make reservations for a meal. How nuts is that?

Jessica wanted to set more records, so we were going back up. She and Bill would have their own bedroom with Nan. Well, they would. The rest of us would float.

We had plenty of space fun. Now I just sound like Dr. Seuss. We fucked and sucked and everything else you can do with and without gravity. Of course, we did.

The nipple bump shoot

Mia here. It's time for me to share a little more about a themed shoot. Yes, yes, this one was specifically for Bob's passion of masturbation, so he was with us to help. He was naked too, but that wasn't a surprise, because Dad and I were too. It was so freeing.

There is a point in a young woman's development that is Bob's favorite and it is today's theme. You are probably thinking puffies because we all love puffies, but that's not it.

It's nipple bumps. That point where a little girl doesn't just have nipples that are just like a little boys. They're not breasts, or even puffies, they're just a small swell. Nothing shows them off better than a tight T-shirt, or better yet, a thin tank top or camisole. You know, thin cotton. It's even sexier than topless. You've seen girls like this. Well, here you see it all the time, but even back in Florida, you'd see girls like this at the grocery or McDonald's, in their little tank tops, innocently displaying their nipple bumps.

Or maybe not so innocently. I remember back then. I don't think my nipples were ever more sensitive and a tight shirt rubbing on them was a full day of fun. So, we'd sent out another missive on the website asking for models. We encouraged them to bring a boy their age to the shoot, or another girl at around the same stage of development. Maybe a little more, or a little less. We did, I admit, say that another girl with puffies would increase their likelihood of being chosen early.

One of the first girls that signed up was Rachel, with her brother Ray. You remember, musical prodigies? They'd be for Bob's private collection, of course, since they had some fame. Another girl we picked would require a little more effort, because she was Jordan, who lived in Oregon. She suggested her brother AJ. Ruby promised she would go get them.

Speaking of Ruby, she was signed up, but as the partner for Tegan. Yes, little Tegan had nipple bumps now and I admit the thought of Tegan and Ruby in a shoot together got me wet. Dripping down my leg wet. It sure made Bob ooze precum. I wiped it off his cock with my finger and licked it off. Yum.

Cammy's sister Sienna applied too, with both her twin brother Jenson and she suggested they partner with Sotiris and Danae, who also rocked cute nipple bumps.

Oh Pari. Oh my. Yes, Pari signed up, with her little brother Denne, who is 7 years old now. That was going to be quite a shoot. Pari really had puffies, but Bob really liked Pari, so we included her. Oh, I mean that way, but as a person too. Pari is cool.

Melanie signed up. She's tall for her age but rocks the bumps. She signed up with her friend Dixie, who had the smallest of AAA cups. More than a bump, even more than puffies, but not much more. Given Dixie is Asian, it was going to be a great shoot, and no, I can't explain why an Asian preteen is named Dixie.

Oh, we can't forget Mary Lou. I'm pretty confident Mary Lou is already a star in Bob's masturbation fantasies. He loves strong young women and Mary Lou fits the bill. She signed up with Kyra, who is 17 and rocks a solid B cup, but the contrast would be cool. They invited 9-year-old Kosal, because, as they put it, his 3-inch (8 cm) cock would be a nice fit. I didn't ask where it had to fit, but they'd show us. Of course, Mary Lou came with Amy Lou, so the possibilities were incredible.

Now everyone on the list so far you already know. That's how extensive this journal goes, but some signed up that haven't been in the journal before. That doesn't mean that we don't know them, just that they haven't been in the journal yet. The next pairing was going to be interesting. Seble, who is 10 years old and from Ethiopia signed up with Elga, who is 9 years old and from Norway. Can you picture the contrast? A deep rich brown contrasting the lightest of pink.

But they suggested they needed a partner, so they invited Aalam, who moved here from India. He is 11 years old, with beautiful brown skin, and a thin 5-inch (13 cm) uncut cock. The girls promised to, as they said, put on a show with Aalam. Yep, more dripping from both Bob and me.

The last entrant chosen for today was Anechka, a relatively new transplant from Russia. She is older, at 11 years old, and tall, at almost 5'6" (168 cm). Think willowy. Supermodel looks. That good looking. She was bringing her older brother Alexi, who could have been the male version of Anechka. He was exactly the same height, with a similar body, but an impressive, thick 7-inch (18 cm) cock.

We were really doing today right, and I had complete makeup and hair crews here for the day. None of the kids would need much, if any, makeup, but we were going to make sure they had good haircuts and their hair was just perfect. The boys could get away with a messy look, but the girls were going to be gorgeous. Lots of braids and more. My plan was to do some part of the shoot with their hair down. You know, peeks, then do their hair up or in braids so everything was oh so visible.

We had a schedule, with a modest overlap, and were starting early, but the kids weren't having that. Every single one showed up when I did at 0700. All of them. Since the crews weren't coming until 0800, what was I going to do?

No, no, I didn't have a quick orgy, tempting as that was. I put them in the pool. Remember? I have a big pool for shoots. I gave them a couple beach balls and told them just to have fun in the pool. They turned it into a party and even when the crews showed up we let them keep going. Hell, I'd reschedule the shoots given how well this was going. I had tons of cameras built-in, so I was getting video and stills automatically from every angle, but I also put out a lot of Leica X-U waterproof cameras. They're expensive but take beautiful shots. I encouraged everyone to spend some time with a camera, including in the pool and even underwater.

Then we had a bit of an orgy. Hey, you would have too. Remember Seble, Elga, and Aalam? Yeah, they put on quite a show.

With me. Bob was our photographer. Oh yes, we turned the orgy into a photoshoot. Again, you would have too.

I'll just tell our story. Seble is small, around 5'1" (155 cm), but has a thin 7-inch cock and the skills to use it. Elga is a little fireball. I've read her entries on the cruise. She's only an inch shorter and has delicious A cups and yes I mean delicious. Aalam is an inch taller than Seble, so right in the grouping. Salam is from India and has a thin 5-inch (13 cm) cock. We were a nice, diverse group. Elga challenged me to suggest a way for all four of us at once, and she and I had to be getting fucked. It was very specific. I thought of some challenging ones but stuck with the simple. Elga and I were on our sides, in a 69.

Into our asses. Hey, thin cocks are good for that. They were a little eager, which we expected and timed pulling out perfectly. Elga got Seble's facial and I got Aalam's. His cock might be a little shorter, but his loads were huge! We all took turns licking things. I got a warm washcloth and so did Elga and we cleaned the men off well. Which got them hard again. We traded and Elga and I were on all fours, facing each other and kissing. The men slid into the proper spot this time. They communicated well and when they pulled out, we rolled, and they just covered us with cum. That's when Anechka dove in for cleanup. Oh my, I got done first.

Shopping mall schools

Pari here. I had an epiphany in a shopping mall in Clearwater Florida. Specifically, the Countryside mall.

You see the mall was kind of sad. Lots of stores were empty. There just weren't very many people shopping. I looked afterwards and many of the anchor stores were on deaths door.

Guess who needed a lot of real estate? Guess who could gut a mall and convert it into a school? Guess who could take a big space, maybe an entire anchor store, and make it a community center?

I was at the mall with Ruby. She was showing me around Florida. Kind of a girl's week to get my mind off Simpson. Tomas was off doing something with the boys. I should probably remember but all I really know was I didn't want to do it.

Since we happened to be in Florida, I actually went to meet with Jason. All the money I've spent, I've never met the guy. He had left his original firm and started his own. He only had one customer though. Our family and yes, I include myself. He had even bought a building and had a pretty big team of people, mostly doing research for things we all wanted to invest in. Little things like buying Target. He had lunch brought in and we met with one of his research teams. I had to laugh because he hired them all part-time. They were all students at our school here.

I walked through my idea. Jason knew nothing about malls. The kids did. What they knew was that they rarely went to one. They bought online and it appeared at their house. There was no need to drive to the mall.

There was a pretty strong consensus that my idea would work. One of the team brought up a list of the largest mall owners in the US. Google, you know. We went through the properties and financials. The big question was whether we went small or all in and went big.

"I think you should buy Simon. They own two types of properties. The first is the traditional malls and they are nicely geographically dispersed. You could build a ton of schools. Even if you tore down the malls, the real estate is valuable," said Tommy. "The second is outlet malls. They're thriving. It is a weird dichotomy. My suspicion is they are completely carrying the malls. You shift the model and the profits could go up. We would need a deep dive due diligence but that's easy. Once we get access we could do it quickly.

"It is a big buy though. Their market cap is $56 billion. They're majority owned by Herb Simon. His brother passed away and he is up there in age so if you could pull off a private deal it could be a win for you and for the stock. Oh, and you would end up owning the Indiana Pacers NBA team too. I suspect the league would be thrilled given what Bob has done with the Magic. The Pacers need an owner with deep pockets and passion. Bob couldn't own them, but you could. Do you like basketball?"

Hell yes, I like basketball. Nobody had been to more Magic games then me. I loved the Pacers. Their teamwork and passion was amazing. With me as an owner they could be an actual competitor to the Magic and the state of Indiana deserved it.

"Do your homework quickly and get me a meeting with Herb Simon if the numbers work. I want to meet with Nate McMillan too," I said.

"Yes," I said. "But buy 10% first and file the appropriate paperwork of our intentions with the SEC. Might as well make a point."

"A six billion dollar point," said Aurora. We all laughed. About six billion dollars.

Ruby and I went out to a glorious dinner at some place called the Island Grille. No one was even surprised that we drove up in a Lamborghini Miura. Wow that thing is stunning. Bright orange. Who should be waiting to be seated but Gail and Will, Noah's parents. Of course, they joined us and not just for dinner. Hey, two girls out on the town, right? Ruby was our designated driver, which meant I got to have a couple glasses of good wine. You had to know Bob had bought the restaurant. We went back to Gail and Will's place for an after dinner drink, since Ruby could walk to the house from there.

We never made it. Come on! Will and Gail. I nuzzled into Gail's breasts and I'm never coming out. OK, Will fucking me while I nuzzled was pleasant. I actually fell asleep with his load in me. I don't know what happened after that, but I think Ruby took them past their limits and we all slept in a jumble.

Will was nice enough to wake me up in the morning. If by wake me up, you meant gently tapping his hard cock into my lips. I wasn't having any of that. Blow him? No way!

Ruby is so much fun

Pari again. What a great night. Ruby is so much fun. I've learned so much. She asked if I wanted her to come today, but I wanted to do it myself. This was my project. I did appreciate that she stayed up late coaching me and doing role play. I learned so much. Oh, I've bought things before. Beer. Remember?

In fact, I went to Kelvin and Alba's wedding two weeks ago. That was one hell of a weekend. Simpson and I had such a great time. Our last one. Kelvin and Alba are such an amazing couple. The distributor is just burning it up. I'll catch back up on that one soon, but we have already bought two large competitors.

It was warm in Indianapolis, so I took my new Porsche 911 Turbo S convertible. That's quite a mouthful. It is the new model that isn't quite out yet. Mine is an all-electric ion powered model so it isn't ever going to be generally available. It is not like you can pick one up at the dealer. If you could they would fly out of the showroom. Yes, that was a joke given it can fly. I gave my Ferrari to Alba, so I had to get a new one. Had to. Given that Belen owned Porsche now, it wouldn't be long before everyone could buy one. Maybe.

I did have to laugh that Lawrence had added a sound feature. The car sounded exactly like it had the twin turbo engine. It was all just coming from strategically placed speakers but worked well. I landed a little farther away hoping to not attract attention. I landed at the Costco near a suburb called Carmel. I learned it was pronounced Car-mul not Car-mel like the town in Northern California. I also discovered I had picked a pretty upscale area so my plan to avoid attention was a fail. Then again a 10-year-old driving her as yet unreleased 911 Turbo wasn't exactly discrete. I took off for downtown which was about 15 miles. I had time so I actually drove on the, gasp, road. The horror!

OK I love to drive. Busted. I made it all the way downtown without incident. You've read the journal. There is no guarantee I would make it without getting pulled over, but Dionysus plates were pretty well known now. I pulled up to the building and the garage was full. I drove around but didn't find a place. Crap. Well if you're OK with being less than subtle parking wasn't a problem. I pulled up in front and double parked long enough to get out of traffic. That got me a honk or two.

I laughed because the guy that honked didn't move. He just sat there staring at it as it flew away. Someday it wouldn't make him stare or me laugh.

I walked in and up to the reception desk. I was expected and given a badge for the top floor. When I got off the elevator, there was a young woman waiting and she escorted me right into the office of the man. Herb Simon himself. He stood up and offered his hand. Well, two birds. Nate McMillan was there as well and also offered his hand.

"Six billion dollars is more than enough to get an appointment," he said. "We are both guessing you have ideas that are worth listening to. I'm aware what you've done with Reyes. Julio and I go way back. To be blunt, I am 84 years old. My business is dealing with tough times. If you have a rabbit and a hat, I want to hear it. You asked for Nate to join us which implied an investment beyond 10%. Let's sit. Would you like anything to drink?"

"Not really. Not in my world. Maybe here where I would be treated like a kid even though I personally own $6 billion of Herb's business. Seems downright silly doesn't it?" I said.

"Yes. When we invest it is our responsibility. So, it is in my name," I said. "It confuses the IRS a bit." That got another laugh, but it was true.

"I am sorry for being forward, but I just have to ask why you're investing in what most consider to be a dying industry," said Herb.

"Because it isn't dying," I said to quizzical looks. "It is dead and buried. Partially." I spent the next few minutes going through my plan of investing in the outlet malls and converting the regular malls into schools and community centers. They just stared at me.

"I don't get it. How can you possibly do that, as wonderful as it would be?" said Nate.

"The outlet malls throw off enough profit to cover the expenses of the schools. Breakeven is fine with us. We don't need more money. We need better educated kids with more opportunities. We need community centers. We need jobs for those that want to work," I said.

"I have never heard anyone say the words we don't need more money," said Herb.

"Well you should. There is a limit to how much you can spend. Why hide it away? Our method works. We spend billions on things that help the world. They almost always end up profitable for us. More than we need. So, we invest in something else. Look at Costco and Target. We pay significantly more than anyone else and offer unparalleled benefits. We have a lengthy waiting list for jobs," I said. "We also have the highest profit margin in the industry. Where do you think most of those employees spend their money?

"So yes, if you're willing to sell your entire share, I will take the company private," I said. "Which is why you're here Nate. I would also own the Pacers which is one of the most storied franchises in the league. You're hobbled by being a small market team with an owner that has rightfully managed their money. You, Kevin, and Herb have been masterful. I have more resources. The salary caps are stupid. This is your chance to build a team that will compete with the Magic. I love basketball. I'll be at almost every game. The two of us will kick Bob's ass and I will have a great time doing it. Don't get me wrong. I know I don't know shit. You're the experts. I'm the pocketbook."

"My share is about $22 billion. You know you'll pay at least some premium to get 100%," said Herb.

"Not that much. Dead, remember?" I said. "I'll agree to $30 billion for your share with a confidentially agreement until I roll up the rest. I don't have to have it all so if I end up with a few percent in the wild so be it. With what I own and your agreement I vote for the sale. They'll give in eventually and miss out on the big bucks."

"Both of you sign a confidentiality agreement now and you'll have the cash in the hour. I'll extend you, Nate, for three years with a 75% raise and a guaranteed contract. Oh, I want to win so you had better deliver. Eating your salary is a rounding error to me," I said.

"You are one hell of a woman Pari," said Herb. "I was worried about our world. I feared for the planet. As of right now I don't anymore. Your schools will produce more like you. We are in good hands." He stuck out his hand and then so did Nate.

I voted the shares that night and rolled up the whole thing by lunchtime. No one held out. After a dying industry. The market went nuts trying to figure it out. Give it time folks.

Dinner with Victor

Pari again. I went out to dinner with Nate, Ruby, and Victor Oladipo. We had such fun. Victor knew the family so none of this even surprised him. They invited Ruby and me to practice in the morning and they would tell the team. They told us to just sit in the stands until they did.

You know this was going to be hilarious. I am not exactly a basketball star. We got there right when we should and just quietly sat a few rows up. Nate winked at us but that was it. No one else saw him do it.

They put in a brutal practice. This was so much fun to be behind the scenes. At one break Ruby turned into, well, Ruby. I just watched. She walked down and onto the court and took Aaron Holiday's hand and dragged him out onto the court. Everything else stopped and we all stared. She held out her hand for a ball and a ball boy tossed her one. We had no idea what she was saying to him, but he listened closely. She pushed him back to the three point line. He laughed and moved with her. She made a motion to shoot and then talked a little more.

Then she shot it and made a perfect three pointer. Nothing but net. The ball boy kept feeding her balls and she made ten in a row never touching the rim. On the next ball, she handed it to Aaron. He made the first one, clanged the second one, and ended up 6 of 10.

Aaron dropped to 5 of 10. This went on for a solid half hour with everyone just watching. Finally, Aaron made ten in a row.

Ruby hadn't missed yet. Over a hundred consecutive shots. The entire team got up and spread around the three point line. Ruby laughed and did an entire clinic. Every player slowly improved. Some dramatically. Their third string center went from 0 for 10 to 7 for 10.

They finally broke up and came back to the bench. As she walked back, she flipped the ball over her shoulder, blind, from at least thirty feet.

Swish. That's when I realized how she did it. Cruel Ruby but whatever she did worked. When she sat down I asked her what she taught them.

"Nothing. Absolutely nothing. They didn't want to get beat and it gave them confidence. Seriously I didn't do anything," she said.

"Yeah but they don't know that," she said. Just then Victor walked over and leaned down so only we could hear him.

"Not fair using telekinesis but you got them believing in themselves. Thanks," said Victor. He spun and went back to the team. Ruby just shrugged.

"Later today, the league will announce their approval for a new owner of the Indiana Pacers," said Nate. "I have met with the new owner and they have committed to keep the team here and make significant investments in the team. They also understand, deeply, the importance of our chemistry. They demonstrated that to me personally by extending my contract by three years. It came with a challenge to win. To paraphrase their statement, they expect us to kick the Magic's ass."

Nate waved and I walked down and stood next to him. Small, remember? They all just kind of stared.

"This is Pari," said Nate. "She is the new owner of the Pacers. She can share what else she bought."

"Hi. I can't tell you how happy I am to be here. I know you've all met my friend Ruby," I said. "Nate is setting me up a bit. He knows I bought Simon Properties and Herb retired. He doesn't know I bought Bankers Life Fieldhouse too. It is nice but needs improvement and the city wasn't going to at the pace I wanted. I repaid all the outstanding municipal bonds too. I like doing things for the community. I will invest. This is a hell of a facility and it will be even better."

"Not one of you are getting all this? Seriously none of you already knew who Ruby is? I know for a fact that at least two of you wore clothes from her brands today," said Victor. "Aaron, you wore Zara today."

"She owns it. It also reports to her. So does Target. So does Costco. Their family owns all three," said Victor. "Pari spending $60 billion on Simon is money in their couch cushions to them. Wait until they announce what they're going to do."

"Well Pari. Welcome to the team," said Thad. The entire team broke into applause. I liked these guys.

That's a lot of malls

Still Pari. Kind of my story I guess. I owned a lot of malls. How weird. Two years ago, I was headed down a path of being a quiet woman in a burka. Can you imagine that of me?

I wanted to go see some malls and maybe shop a little. Hey my malls, right? Ruby had to head back and going to a lot of malls didn't exactly hold a lot of appeal to very many people. I asked Ruby who she thought would be interested.

"Oh, that's easy. Take Tomas. Hunter is the business guy. Tomas is retail. He will be able to walk a mall and tell you whether its future is a mall or a school. He is a lot of fun too. Hell no one know high-end women's shoes better than he does. He has a theory that he could roll up all those boutique companies too," said Ruby. "I think he is right. So does Bob. He is encouraging him to do it."

Tomas. That is hard to argue. He is hilarious and fun. They're a heck of a couple. This was going to be great. I wanted to return something back to the Simon's hometown, so we were checking out their local malls first. Tomas flew over and Ruby took his plane back, so we were in mine with my p-car. We were going to buy a house and first go to Castleton Square mall on the northeast side. We had gotten advice to go north or south for a house. I like the water just like Bob does so we asked the guys for advice. You know. The team. There was a reservoir called Geist. It sounded perfect. There were two nicer homes but from Zillow I was partial to a 7/9 right in the water. The other had access, but not the view. We setup an appointment with the realtor and it turned out they were free and could be there in 20 minutes.

"Perfect. We are in the area and can meet you there," I said. I hung up and everyone was staring.

"That's a solid 45 minutes from here this time of day," said Bojan in his cute accent.

"Damn," said Myles. "Sweet ride." We hopped in, with me driving, of course. Victor would have some explaining to do. I hit the button and we lifted up and flew off. I would have loved to have seen their faces.

We landed a bit away from the house and drove around since we were early. Hey. Flying.

The area was beautiful. This house was in a very nice spot and there were an entire row of houses that were wonderful. I could see a mini-compound. None were for sale, but stupid money helps. Maybe not that much because these folks were already wealthy. We pulled in next to a nice S class and there was an attractive couple standing next to it. We got out and introduced ourselves. They didn't even react.

"Pari you're pretty famous in Indianapolis right now," said Kayla. "Haven't you seen anything in the news yet? You were featured on CNN and Morning Joe."

"Everyone is excited about your commitment to the Pacers," said Bryan. "I suppose we shouldn't share this but Aaron Holiday lives next door."

So much for buying that one but I like Aaron. He will be a good neighbor. We walked through the house and it was perfect. Small by Bob's standard at 12,000 square feet but perfect for me. Yeah that made me laugh. I could have rented a one-bedroom studio, but we would have a lot of people coming to games. I'd have to work out parking although we could just take flying SUVs.

I'll save you the negotiation dance. Yeah I bought it for a fair price. Furnished which was nice. I needed a boat though. I texted Bob and told him I needed some boats. I suggested something in the 40 range, a wake boat, and some waverunners.

Sure. Send your order to the king. I laugh but it made him happy. We did go back in the house. After all, we needed to celebrate.

Honestly, Ruby and I had a better time alone. This was a rare time that a couple was too eager to play with young girls. They were just bad at it. Just the looks on their faces. They were disappointed, so we gave them some pointers of the issues. Maybe we would give them another chance.

I heard the unmistakable sound of a C-112 landing. They're quiet but there is a whoosh. The ramp dropped. We went outside to watch. You can imagine the looks from the realtors. A pickup pulled out with four waverunners on a big trailer. Bob was driving the truck. Another truck pulled out with an X26. Mason was driving.

Then a huge truck pulled out with a boat on an incredibly large trailer. Bob overshot. I'm stunned. It was a Searay Fly. I'm pretty sure the 46. I did say 40 and he stayed in the forties. Within minutes they were all in the water. The realtors just stood there stunned.

"Gotta run," said Bob. "Lifts will get built tomorrow. All taken care of." He hugged me and Tomas and everyone loaded up and lifted off. I realized we hadn't even done introductions.

"You people are different," said Kayla. "Who was the scruffy guy who hugged you?" Tomas snorted. I laughed and let him tell it.

We said goodbye and mentioned that we were headed to the mall. They warned that it would be a long drive this time of day.

We got into the car again and I hit the magic button. I'm willing to bet they stared as we flew off.

We landed in the parking lot of Castleton Square Mall. We had a crowd gather but left them looking and went into the mall. We wandered the mall and even ate at the food court. It wasn't very good food. The mall was nice, but not exceptional, and the anchor stores were, to be charitable, not very financially sound. My gut said we could buy out their leases and they'd be thrilled. The smaller stores were interesting but nothing special. The largest anchor store was empty. I suspected it was a Sears.

In other words, it had potential. The kids' analysis said that this should be the school and Fashion Mall should stay open. It was surprisingly close, so we drove over. On the roads.

Oh yeah, this was more upscale. Much nicer. This could survive, at least for a while. I sent a note to the kids to ask them to run the financials on all the stores in both malls. There were a few empty here, so that would work. I suspected many were on the edge and would happily close if we let them out of their lease. Some would require a financial nudge. We'd figure out the best and pay for any moves to consolidate them here. That would open up the entire Castleton Square mall. It was almost 1.4 million square feet. The Sears was over 200,000 of that. Perfect. A multi-story community center. Since it was empty, we'd renovate that first.

Two of the kids on our team really impressed me. Tommy and Aurora. I sent Jason a text asking if I could dedicate them to this project. He agreed and we texted back and forth the basics. I wanted them to take the lead and do all the negotiations and get everything moved around.

I told Jason to just bill those kids to me and hire a few more. I suggested he work with the school to make them class projects and that I'd need at least a dozen qualified two-person teams.

We were getting ahead of ourselves though. We hadn't met with the planning commission or any other government officials. This was a conservative Midwestern city after all. I texted my buddy Herb and asked if he had connections to get us a meeting with the Mayor and the head of the planning or zoning commission. I suggested he just mention the sale to a private investor and that the meeting would be with the co-president of HT Ventures and the Minister of Education.

Not 10 minutes later I got a text that it was at 1000 tomorrow morning. I realized that in addition to the kids, I'd need a solid onsite project manager. Luckily we had a PM pool. I texted the PMO manager and requested someone attend the meeting tomorrow. I shared that there would be two kids from DUC here a lot and that I'd hire a caretaker. That opened up the pool of candidates. I got an immediate text back that he had the perfect candidate and that their Mom would be wonderful caretaker and their dad worked from home. They missed their hometown. He suggested that the mom would really be houseparent and that I should let them hire a staff.

Now who the heck could that be? He sent me a smiley and wouldn't tell me, just that they'd be at the house in an hour.

OK, cool. Tomas and I swung by the grocery to stock up on food. Wow, we'd have to ship things in or find a better grocery. Their steaks sucked and no lobster.

We pulled in the driveway just as an E-82 floated down. Who should run off the plane but Morgon. With an O. That's right, they're from Indianapolis. Her parents Tam and Alice followed behind.

My project manager was Morgon. Who was I to question it? We all got big hugs and caught up a bit standing in the driveway. Morgon was a star. She already had graduated from DAU with her business degree and was a certified PM. Something called a PMP.

Sure. What 7-year-old girl isn't certified? The meeting was taking an even weirder turn, but who was I to question it. I was only a few years older and just spent $60 billion.

"Can you keep the noise down. We can't have airplanes landing in this neighborhood," I turned and realized it was Aaron. He busted out laughing. He was walking over with Victor and Myles. Morgon let out a little squeal. I did the introductions and shared that Tam, Alice, and Morgon would be living in the house because Morgon was going to be the project manager for the conversion of Castleton Square to a school and community center. All three of the men clearly thought that was awesome. Heck I did too!

Congratulations on the new role Morgon," said Myles, but to Alice. She snorted. Hey, we snort.

"My name is Alice," she said. Myles looked really confused and then Victor snorted. He stuck his hand out to Morgon.

"Well then, congratulations on your new role Morgon. Sorry for my teammate's confusion," said Victor. Yeah, that got the expected reaction.

"What do you do for a living Tomas," asked Aaron. "Or is at least one of you still in elementary school." This time Victor snorted, again. He didn't say a word. Tomas laughed.

"Not me," said Tomas. "I have my master's in business. I'm the co-president of HT Ventures. Let me know if you need any nice lingerie." We ended up inviting them to dinner and then somehow had an impromptu team dinner. That took some stupid money, but they all liked Chinese. We had to do delivery.

It wouldn't all fit in my Porsche. I was going to tell Tam and Alice to go buy cars but realized that was silly. They needed our cars.

"Morgon," I said. "What can you drive now?" I happened to be standing with Thad and Wesley too.

"They really don't drive much," said Morgon. "But Mom loves wagons like Amy does and Dad is partial to big sedans. They like a convertible too."

I took time to text and ask someone to deliver an NSX, a Navigator, an S63, an E63S wagon, and an M8 convertible. That felt OK to start. I got a quick reply that all of those were available and they'd send them over now.

We had a nice dinner, and everyone got to know the team. Our new residents of Indy, that were old residents of Indy, were in heaven.

"Pari, you know you have a nice owner's suite, right?" said Victor. "For everything at Banker's Life. Concerts, everything."

"Cool," I said. "I'm sure Tam, Alice, and Morgon will use it a lot." They just looked at me.

Just then I heard the telltale whoosh. This was big, but not as big. A C-80 was my guess.

Nope. An E-101. Well, they do have a ramp. Who should come down the stairs but Leslie. Yay! She dropped the ramp and unloaded the cars. She stayed for a little Chinese but then had to get back. We didn't even get to the introductions.

"She couldn't have been more than a young teenager," said Nate. "You people are weird." Tomas snorted, again.

"Well, yes, she is. She's 14. She is also the Minister of Defense and has her doctorate in military strategy from King's college, in London," said Tomas.

"Morgon, take Domas for a ride," I said. "Use the button." She just laughed out loud. She went over and took his hand and led him to the NSX and pointed to the passenger seat. I gave him credit, he just got in. We were weird but they were starting to get it. Just then, the NSX floated up about 200 feet and sped off.

"Do they all fly?" asked Darren. Which is how we ended up giving rides in flying cars to everyone. I liked Aaron. No, not in that way.

"That's enough," said Aaron, sternly. "Pari is pretty damn cool and you all know it. If there is one thing that Dionysus has taught the world is that chronological age doesn't define a person. I'd be honored if she was my girlfriend. I know that's not possible, at least in Indiana, but back off."

Yeah, hard. And impressive. We might have to keep it quiet, but I was experiencing that cock.

The party eventually wound down. Nate's parting shot was to ask if we were all coming to tomorrow night's game. It was opening night.

He said he'd work it out that all the suite tickets were at will call for us and that everything got transferred. He suggested we swing by the field house around 3 and he'd arrange a tour. After all, I owned it.

Our newest residents were dying, given the 10 hour time change. I sent Tam and Alice off to the Master bedroom. They balked, but I insisted. This was their home and we were the guests. In fact, I'd see if the other one was still available. Texting, you know. I bought it through text. I'd let them pick which one they wanted.

Just as I put my phone away, Morgon came and took my hand. Oh, I guess she's not that tired. Then she led me into the Master Bedroom. Tam and Alice were already naked, and Tam was between Alice's knees. Apparently he is quite good at oral. Morgon pushed me on my back next to Alice and Morgon got between my knees. I already knew she was good, but I think she learned a new move or two from her father. I swapped positions with Morgon, but intentionally not backwards. She can't yet. I did the little butt wiggle.

"Go ahead Tam," said Alice. "Fuck Pari. We both want you to." He grinned and slid over and in. Oh God it felt good. I went back to work and kept Morgon at the top and over for a long time. Finally, I could feel Tam swell and I rolled off and over just in time for him to completely drench me with cum. Face to toes drenched.

Then there was a heated discussion on who got to clean me up. I reminded Morgon that she couldn't clean up her dad's cum. She faked a pout and moved over to just watch. OK, watch and masturbate. Tam and Alice were really good at it too and Tam got hard quickly. I flipped around, on my back, and was under Alice just in time for Tam to slide in. He jumped a bit when I licked his balls, but they got into a motion and I did too. It's hard to lick while you're cumming, but I managed. Somehow I got covered in cum again. By then Tomas had come in. Oh wonderful. Round two. Tomas licked me cleaned and Alice and Tam moved over a little to watch. I'd already been fucked, so it was clearly Morgon's turn. Tomas is pretty big, so Morgon pushed Tomas on his back and straddled his legs. I think Alice was holding her breath, but Morgon lifted up and held Tomas' cock in position and slid right down, to moans from us all. She rode him hard. Really hard. Finally, Tomas held her and rolled her onto her back, rolling with her. He pulled out and kept cumming and cumming. I thought I'd been covered but Morgon was almost invisible.

It's a good thing Tomas and I were really good at cleanup. In this case, we could kiss the cum to them because we were old enough and so was the cum, so to speak, since it came from Tomas. Morgon got her fair share too. Tomas quickly got hard again, and we ended the night with Morgon under me and Tomas power fucking me.

Which led to Morgon's second coating of the night. We ended up in the jacuzzi, newly refreshed, with the five of us sharing a bottle of wine. Just as we got settled in below the bubbles, we heard Aaron calling out.

"Come on over," I said. We're in the jacuzzi." Alice raised her eyebrows and I shrugged.

"Hop in," said Morgon. He just pointed at the fact that he was fully dressed. I was bold. Bad but bold. I pushed myself up and out of the tub and sat on the edge, with my legs a little open. I leaned back on my arms. Basically, I put myself on display.

"You don't need one," I said. "We're pretty casual about it. This is also a Dionysus consulate." I did glare at Morgon because she moaned when I said that. She is a little minx too, because as soon as Aaron was settled in. Oh wait, you want that part? Let's just leave it that our neighbor was in excellent shape and was impressively endowed.

So Morgon. She announces she'll get a glass for Aaron. She turns around and crawls out of the tub, with her legs spread, displaying her open pussy towards Aaron. She held position for a bit, then hopped up and got a glass. She walked back really slowly, giving Aaron a full-frontal.

Did I mention that the head of Aaron's hard cock peeked above the water? We all chose to ignore it. Tomas had a tough time doing that. He had a look of sheer lust on his face. We finally settled down and just chatted. It was a pleasant evening, but we called it early. We all climbed out and dried off. I was just a touch forward, because I got a towel and started drying Aaron. Given I was stark naked doing it, he reacted a bit. You know. Wow. Nice.

He bent over and I dried his hair and face and worked my way down his body. I skipped his cock and dried his legs, with his hard cock actually extending over my shoulder. I stood quickly, which caused his cock to drag over my face, down my body, over my puffies and slip between my legs.

I stepped back and used to towel to dry his cock and balls. I recognized the face he was making and just held the towel around his cock while he came into it. We all pretended nothing had happened and got dressed. I really didn't mean to get him off but thought we handled it well. Another time. Maybe.

We had to have bacon

Pari again. I refuse to give up the pen! No, actually, it really is just kind of my story. It also might be the single longest journal entry ever. Not enough sex. There was a lot of sex going on, so I'll go make sure I include that. I did mention Tomas, Morgon, and me. OK, just added a little more detail.

We were up early and somehow there was an attractive young man in the kitchen cooking for us. He said that someone named Ruby had arranged it through Jackson.

Oh. Cool. His name was Jayson. He was smoking hot and just sixteen. Morgon had her eye on him. Down girl. You're not 9 yet. Oh wait, Jayson was 16. Jackson understood. I'd already registered both houses as consulates. I'm not stupid.

"Jayson, since you're done for the day, would you like to fuck one or more of us?" asked Morgon. It seemed that the proper answer was all of us. Morgon, then me, then Tomas. Then Tomas fucked Morgon, me, then Jayson.

We finished with Tomas and Jayson in a 69, but Morgon and I got the loads. All over us. Sure, we cleaned each other up, but the boys got all the kisses. Shower time! Tam and Alice picked the wrong day to sleep in.

We're off to downtown now for the meeting. We took the S63. We flew close and then drove up to the building. There was actually visitors parking, so we found a spot and walked in. Tomas was in a gorgeous suit and looked older. Maybe even 14. Morgon and I were in pant suits. She's pretty little but rocked it. We found our way to his office and presented ourselves.

Yeah, Midwestern town. The receptionist didn't believe us. I guess we made a bit of a commotion because the door opened and who should step out but Herb. Nice move Herb, thanks. He waved us in. He did the introductions of the Mayor and head of the planning commission and shared that I was the new owner of the Pacers and Simon Group. They were just a little confused. Tomas mentioned he was there because of his retail experience and shared his role with HT.

Morgon shared she was a project manager and once approved would lead the project. I think that one threw them the most. It's not like she's broken four feet yet. I gave them credit, because they rolled with it. Herb being there was huge.

We walked through the plan, including the consolidation of stores into Fashion Square and that we would make all the store owners whole, even those that closed. Then we discussed making it a school and converting the former Sears into a community center.

"You can do all that?" said the Mayor. "It all sounds wonderful, but we can't afford the running costs of a new community center." Herb snorted. What's up with that?

"Perhaps we were not clear," I said. "The facility would be open to the community, but we would run it and cover all the costs." That perked them up.

"We also understand that rezoning it as we need would boost the taxes by almost 70%," I said. They looked funny. Oh, got it.

"Would the entire property be consulate property?" asked the zoning commissioner, with a smile.

"Can you give us a moment?" said the mayor. The three of us moved back out to the waiting room. It wasn't 3 minutes before they called us back.

"What are your plans with the Pacers?" asked the mayor. "They're critical to our town."

"Oh, I should have shared. We're committed to keeping the team here. I bought the fieldhouse too and will be doing significant upgrades," I said. "We paid off all of the outstanding bond issue too. We won't be looking for any public investment there either. We anticipated competing with the Magic this year."

"Wow, just wow," said the mayor. "What's the catch? This is a mayor's dream come true."

"No catch. We believe in the kids. We will provide open testing throughout the community and have both day students and boarding students. We anticipate that we can handle up to 5,000 students through graduate programs, at the first school," I said. "We've done well in Dallas and Chicago. There is no tuition, so it is free to all students. I suspect we'll outgrow the campus quickly, so will look at other local Simon properties as well. My suspicion is we'll move to convert Lafayette Square too."

That went better than I expected. I texted Aaron to come over for a flying car lesson. He came at a run and I reminded him that the lesson required the car. I got the cutest sheepish grin and he jogged back to get the car.

I sent him off with Morgon. I saw his face fall, but not as much as I would have expected. I told them we'd be out on the boat and to text me when they were back or just buzz us and we'd come pick them up. It was late in the year for the boat, but, hey, we boat.

That did make me think of something, though. I texted and had their team plane replaced with an E-111. Tomorrow night's game was in Los Angeles. I asked if Tomas, Morgon, and I could sit on the bench.

"You're going to that game too?" asked Aaron. "You are a cool owner. Are you riding on the team plane?"

"Yep," I said, but left it at that. Not only would I ride, I'd have to fly until we could train their pilots. I arranged that too. They're easy as heck to fly. Morgon could co-pilot.

Vintage flying cars

Now that title is an oxymoron, isn't it? Oh, Lance here. Yes Lance. We are still around and loving the life. We are just not in the journal that much.

Now that we have worked with Lawrence to retrofit some cool cars to ion power, I had an epiphany. There are an awful lot of weird, unique, and even rare cars that are beyond traditional restoration even with our advanced techniques. They're missing engines and transmissions and more.

For a retrofit we needed a restorable chassis and body. We could make magic with interiors. We had a true artist on the team. I don't think we have ever introduced Bellina. She is amazing. In so many ways. She is from Saint-Ouen, which is a northwest suburb of Paris, and home to Peugeot. Her mom was a lead designer for the auto manufacturer. I think Belen is recruiting her. Not Bellina. Her mom.

Oh boy I am off-track. I guess in these journals, I do get to describe Bellina. She's very petite, barely breaking 5'0" (152 cm), if she does. She has long dark straight hair that falls all the way down her back and covers her luscious ass. Hey, it is luscious. She has a cute, pert nose, piercing green eyes, and a perfect mouth. Gosh, I appear to be gushing. It's a good thing I work with my lovely wife Linda, because the two of us get to enjoy Bellina together on a regular basis and yes, I very much mean that enjoy. As beautiful as she is clothed, it only gets better. She has uplifted A cup breasts with as puffy a nipple as I have ever seen. And we see them a lot, because she favors sheer blouses and I don't think she owns a bra. We're pretty informal though, and often I'll look over and she's working on a project wearing only sheer panties. Sometimes not even the panties. Yes, we often have naked people in the shop. Sometimes the guests too. Remember we're on the tour. We've given them a show a time or two when I found Bellina naked near something I could bend her over. Did I mention that Bellina is 12 years old?

OK, back on topic, but that was fun. I even took a break mid-paragraph to go down on Linda and Bellina. And Matt.

So, I sent a message through my informal network of restoration professionals that we were in the market for anything they had deemed too far gone. We weren't going to pay top dollar, but we could get a lot of them out from under some mistakes. I didn't tell Bob yet. I was going to make it a surprise. After all, he got to buy anything he wanted. He was sure filling the museum and the mountain.

I did ask Amy what Bob's first car ever was. She didn't know but promised to let me know without giving it away. I asked her what hers was and she laughed.

"I don't know what you're doing but my 1994 Camry was not my dream car," she said. "If you want to do something fun for me, build me a 1969 Indy Pace car Camaro."

Challenged accepted particularly given one happened to be on a list from a friend in Indianapolis. It kind of made sense. Getting cars was sure easier now. For one car, I just found a pilot and we took an E-82 with a car pod. For more I had access to anything up to the C-112.

"1974 Volkswagen Scirocco," said Amy. "He swooned a little when he said it. Bright red. Black interior."

OK that was a weird little car but kind of cool. Basically worthless, so I just found a decent shape used one in Germany. I texted Magda and asked if anyone at the school could bring it to me. She replied that if that was an invitation then she was coming for the weekend.

Going for broke I texted Morgon in Indy and asked if anyone working on the school project there could bring me the Camaro. Her reply was almost word for word. It was going to be a fun weekend.

I guess I was filling up the house. I had one more, in Tampa, which made me laugh a little. An old friend had a trashed Miura. So bad he offered to give it to me, but I insisted on making him whole. I think I made his day.

Pedro and Maria were bringing that one. Who needs FedEx? I have children with space planes.

By Saturday morning I had all three cars in a locked room at the shop. We did our special cars there and these were my secret.

What a weekend it was

Cindy here. So fun to see friends. New friends too! Pedro and Maria were here, which means that Valeria, Orlando, and Grace came over. Magda is a draw, and meant that Pari and Nan came over, which meant that Kevin and Gina came over. At that point I lost track because a stream of people came in. Clay and our parents told everyone that it was my weekend and that everyone had to focus on me. I have no idea why. Was I really sick and this was my reward? I know it damn near killed me. Can you have too much cum inside you? I tried to find out that limit, but Bob was over, and Bob is pretty good at cleanup.

And more. I'm exhausted. Take a random twenty or more of our friends and assume they all made me cum at least once and a good dozen of them fucked me.

This is so cool

Lance here back to me. We were getting pretty good at this. Lawrence had created a really well designed retrofit kit. It was surprisingly simple to convert a car to ion power. And flying.

Restoring the car takes longer but even that was pretty speedy with the experience and size of our crew. Bob's new Scirocco was completely done and it was far better than new. It looked showroom new.

Amy's Camaro was done too. White with big orange stripes. We had not put the pace car stickers on it. We could but since it was technically a clone we would let Amy decide. The interior work and convertible top work was simply incredible. Again, it looked brand new.

The last car would be done this afternoon. The Miura. We had done the research and tried to restore it correctly. That might be a little misleading given it would fly now. It was originally white, and it was again now. We had to do a lot of work to the body. There was probably more new panels we created than original. We did similar work to the chassis.

The interior was the hard part. It was almost entirely recreations. Bellina to the rescue. We had worked in all of Bob's Miuras, but none looked better than this one. We would have to bring them in for a refresh. We were learning so much.

I'm in!

Linda here this time. I wanted in on this post. After all, the paint work that Lance is raving about it is all mine. I'm proud of how they turned out.

We were on our way to Bob and Amy's for dinner. Amy was in on this, a little. She didn't know the details but knew we were up to something. I was in the Camaro. Lance was in the Scirocco.

Cindy with Clay as her passenger. He didn't even argue. Powerful young women, you know.

We made a point of flying by their back porch before we landed in their driveway. Bob beat us to the driveway. OK Amy did too.

They barely noticed the Miura. Bob was almost jumping up and down. He hopped into the little car and Amy hopped into hers and off they went.

We went inside. What else would we do? The porch was crowded just like it always is at dinner time. Dinners were fun. You just never knew who would be there from just about anywhere in the world.

For example, Camila introduced me to Halsey. Sure, just an average dinner at a friend's house.

I want more

Amy here. Dinner was wonderful but it always was. We had insisted that Elias hire more staff over his objections. Dinners were almost always huge affairs and we were a messy group. We put him in charge and insisted he hire at least three fulltime maids, another chef, and that he needed an assistant.

That one made him laugh but now he would never be without. I know this is a tangent, but it is our family and we had new team members. You know, that's not fair. I'll write this chapter later and tell you more. I'll leave you with introductions. The three maids are all kids of the same family. Catalin is the team leader. She is a 12-year-old Greek beauty with perky B cups. Her brother Otto is 16 years old, muscular, and has a nice 7-inch (18 cm) uncut cock. Her other team member is her older brother Yoyi, who is 25 years old. Take Otto and make him more mature. Catalin was an oops baby. We loved all three of them. The new chef is Noel or Noella. They are non-binary and identify as both. Sometimes you'll get Noel, sometimes you'll get Noella. We've all gotten used to it. The little ones never mess up the name or pronouns. Noella did give me permission to say she has girl parts. Very nice girls' parts, I might add. Thin, regal with A cups. Elias' new assistant is 15-year-old Mikey. If you could bottle Midwestern farm boy, you'd have Mikey. Only about 5'6" (168 cm), he's thin and strong, and has an outstanding 7-inch (18 cm) thick cock with skills. Mikey quickly slipped into the assistant team and Elias just grabbed someone like we did. Oh, that sounds naughty. Well, given I met Mikey while he was "slipping in" to Mary Lou, it seemed appropriate. I got cleanup that time. Mary Lou got to cleanup the next one. Get it?

I cornered Lance and Linda, with Belen. I wanted more. A lot more. This was a huge opportunity to being cool cars back to life. Linda was prepared and had the consolidated list of what their network had offered. It was a long list of failures. That had to be frustrating to make an investment and then realize you'd burned money. We walked through the list and it was amazing. Some were interesting but a little more common. Oh, I wanted the 1964 El Camino for example. All in, around the world, the list was over 400 cars. Some went all the way back to a Model T truck.

"No. All of them. The entire list. Make them all whole for their investment. Tell them when they find anything interesting we are interested and that includes cars they've restored and lousy ones like these. Figure out if any of them would be good investments and a source for good cars. Make sure they fit culturally." I said.

"Put the ones you are going to work on soon into the mountain. Put the rest in Arizona. We need a place for cars like that. Buy something if you need to but I'll bet Leslie and Watkins can help," I said.

"Then subcontract out what you can," I said. "Make that a short term solution. Build another shop just for this. A big one. Hire a lot of people. Fun people. This is going to be cool. Hire a few hundred if you need to."

Sure. A few hundred. Damn our lives were fun. Want to know some of the cool ones?

Now think about the fact that the current list has 391 more cars. Oh, we weren't done.

Email me. Comments, ideas, and suggestions welcome

Name	Chapters	Age	Description when introduced	Stats when introduced
Bob	All	26	Dad	6'2" (188 cm) – 165 (75 kg) , swimmer's body, 6–inch (15 cm) cut average cock
Amy	All	24	Mom (and the Nanny, to start)	5'1" (155 cm) – 110 (50 kg) , bright red hair, C cup
Morgan	All	18	The oldest of the new kids	5'5" (165 cm) – 120 (54 kg) , dirty blonde, small B cup, gorgeous
Orlando	All	16	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	14	The youngest	4'6" (137 cm) – 80 (36 kg) , brown hair, flat–chested
Chris	6,8,14-86	14	Boat sales person but becomes more	4'11" (150 cm) – 80 (36 kg) , slim, glorious puffy nipples
Hunter	2,3,13,27,30,32,34,36,38-39,42-44,47-49,51,56-58,60-61,63-66,68-69,71-74,76,79-86	14	Leslie's new friend	5'0" (152 cm) – cute as hell, 3–inch (8 cm) cock
Hallie	2,3,13,27,30,32,34,38-39,42-44,47-49,51,56-58,60-61,63-64,66,69,71-74,76,79-85	14	Hunter's twin sister	4'8" (142 cm) – small A cup
Pedro	2,7,27,47,70-71,78,85-86	17	Juan and Sofia's son	5'7" (170 cm) – slim, 5–inch (13 cm) cock
Maria	2,27,47,70-71,78,85-86	14	Juan and Sofia's youngest daughter	5'2" (157 cm) – skinny, flat
Juanita	3,6,8-10,15-19,21,23,26-28,31-33,37,39,41,63,67,70,73-74,79,81-82,85	32	Family personal trainer and more	5'9" (175 cm) – athletic, petite, D cup, 5–inch (13 cm) cock
Lance	5,8,15-17,29,31,33,47,51,64,71,73,82,86	Forties	Co–owner, classic car restoration in Clearwater	6'2" (188 cm) – reasonably fit, average cock
Linda	5,8,16-17,31,33,47,64,86	Thirties	Co–owner, classic car restoration in Clearwater	5'5" (165 cm) – healthy but not fat, firm C cup
Clay	5,8,16-17,27,31,33,36,39,42,47,65,72,75,77,86	14	Lance and Linda's son	5'1" (155 cm) – skinny, cute, 4–inch (10 cm) uncut cock
Cindy	5,8,16-17,27,31,33,36,42,47,65,72,75,86	12	Lance and Linda's daughter	4'8" (142 cm) – skinny, smaller version of Clay, flat
Blake	5,9-10,12,15-21,24,26-28,30-34,39,41-43,45-46,51-52,65-66,70-71,73-74,81-82,85	Thirties	First home staff. Mechanic, general purpose everything	6'2" (188 cm) – 185 (84 kg) , blonde, ripped, 7–inch (18 cm) thin cock
Jason	6,75,78,86	Thirties	Financial adviser	6'1" (185 cm) – Just a good–looking guy
Gabe	6,14,16-19,24,27-29,31-40,42-43,45,47-52,54,56-59,61-63,65-76,79-86	14	Juanita's brother	5'6" (168 cm) – Cute AF, 5–inch (13 cm) cock
Ruby	6,14,16-19,24,27-29,31-40,42-43,45-46,49-58,61,63-74,76-86	12	Juanita's sister	4'11" (150 cm) – 85 (39 kg) , sexy, flat
Jesse	6,7,16-19,27,31-34,37-39,42-43,47-49,51,55-56,65-66,70,72-74,79-82,85	Forties	Juanita's dad	5'11" (180 cm) – 175 (79 kg) , Vin Diesel, but with short hair, 6–inch (15 cm) average cock
Mason	6,7,65,78,86	Thirties	Waverunner dealer and Olivia's brother	6'3" (191 cm) – Blonde, athletic, 9–inch (23 cm) thick cock
Sophia	7,8-9,14,16-19,23,27,31,33-34,36-44,46-48,53-54,56-58,62-64,66,68,70-71,73-76,79-82,84-85	21	New Italian friend and Goddess	5'7" (170 cm) – stunning, simply stunning, B cup
Luca	7,8-9,14,16-19,23,27,31,34,36-40,42-47,50-52,54,56-57,59,62-76,79-85	16	Sophia's son	5'9" (175 cm) – chiseled, male Sophia, 6–inch (15 cm) uncut cock
Jess	9,10,15-19,27,32-34,37,39,44-45,56,70-71,73-74,81,85	Thirties	Flight instructor	5'9" (175 cm) – 140 (64 kg), small B cup, runner's body
Noah	17,18,24,27,31-34,36-37,39,41,43-44,48,51,57,63-66,69,71,73-74,76,79-82,84-85	14	Chris' new friend	5'7" (170 cm) – thin, 5–inch (13 cm) average cock. Big balls
Will	17,18,24,32,39,41,43,65,78,86	Thirties	Noah's dad	6'3" (191 cm) – 220 (100 kg) , Muscular, 7–inch (18 cm) and thick
Gail	17,18,24,32,39,41,43,78,86	Thirties	Noah's mom	5'9" (175 cm) – athletic, D cup breasts, but no sag. Giant nipples
Rylee	18,27,32,36-39,48,52,56-58,60-63,66,69,71-74,76-77,81-85	14	Cheerleader with Leslie and Chris	5'4" (163 cm) – sexy AF, B cup
Mia	20,57,59,61,66,71,75-76,79,81-83,86	20	Seamstress	5'5" (165 cm) – 110 (50 kg) , trim, sexy, small B cup
Grace	23,29-30,36,38,43-44,48,50,54-57,63-77,79-82,84-85	17	Just Grace
Luna	24,29,32-33,36,41-43,47,51,66,69,73,81,85	25	Part–time family assistant	5'5" (165 cm) – 120 (54 kg) , strong, Swedish, C cup
Santiago	29,41,45,65,76-77,79,85	31	LA caretaker	5'11" (180 cm) – lean, modest tats, 6–inch (15 cm) average uncut cock
Tai	29,45,65,76-77,79,85	29	LA caretaker	5'4" (163 cm) – slim, sexy, B cup
Meg	33,41,44,50,66,78,80,85	22	BBF grant assistant	5'6" (168 cm) – Auburn redhead, C cups, beautiful
Denny	33,40,50,66,80,85	21	BBF grant reviewer	5'8" (173 cm) – black, swimmer's body,
Alex	33,40,50,66,80,85	21	BBF grant reviewer	5'11" (180 cm) – 200 (91 kg), ripped, Hispanic
Rachel	35,82,86	13	Gary and Ruth's daughter	4'11" (150 cm) – cute, nipple bumps, dark hair
Ray	35,82,86	12	Gary and Ruth's son	5'0" (152 cm) – dark hair, slim, nice 4–inch (10 cm) uncut cock
AJ	36,86	13	Tina and Adam's son, Adam Jr.	5'0" (152 cm) – dark hair, slim, nice 4–inch (10 cm) uncut cock
Jordan	36,86	11	Tina and Adam's daughter	4'6" (137 cm) – dark hair, also slim, nipple bumps
Cammy	38,54,56,72,86	24	Waitress and new friend	5'8" (173 cm) – Blonde, stunning, C cups
Sienna	38,54,72,86	14	Cammy's sister	5'0" (152 cm) – Blonde, thin, adorable,nipple bumps
Jenson	38,54,72,86	14	Cammy's brother	5'0" (152 cm) – Blonde, long hair, 5–inch (13 cm) uncut cock
Danae	42,49,63,86	11	Sister of Sotiris	4'4" (132 cm) – Cute, fuckable
Sotiris	42,49,63,86	14	Brother of Danae	5'4" (163 cm) – Thin, attractive, 5–inch (13 cm) thin cut cock
Bill	43,50-51,54,62,66-68,70-72,74-82,84-86	3	Bob and Amy's son
Jessica	43,50-51,54,62,66-68,70-72,74-82,84-86	3	Bob and Amy's daughter
Carlina	43,45-59,61-63,66-76,79-85	8	Romeo's daughter	4'4" (132 cm) – barely tall enough, blonde, cute, smart as hell
Kosal	45,59,79,86	10	Chantou and Many's son	4'7" (140 cm) – outgoing, good looking, 3–inch (8 cm) average cut cock
Nan	45,48,50-51,53,57,59,61-62,64-66,68-70,72-73,76,81-83,85-86	5	9th grade student	3'8" (112 cm) – cute, bubbly, fun
Tegan	46,48,50-54,56-57,59,62,64,66-74,76,79-86	8	Gemma and Sean's daughter	4'4" (132 cm) – Auburn hair, cute, fun
Tomas	46,52,55-57,61,63,66-76,78-86	12	Vincente's son	5'4" (163 cm) – Also Cute AF, sexy, and skilled. 6–inch (15 cm) thick uncut cock
Tavi	46,47-52,55-57,66,68-71,73-74,76,79-85	13	Emilia and Talmai's son	5'9" (175 cm) – Big for his age, works out, 7–inch (18 cm) thick uncut cock
Denne	48,49,78,86	7	Alea and Sargon's son, just turned 7	4'4" (132 cm) – little cute dude with a small cock
Pari	48,49,62,65,68-69,74,77-78,80-81,83,86	10	Alea and Sargon's daughter	4'10" (147 cm) – cute, sexy, breast bumps
Dixie	48,49,73,86	11	Bo and Belle's daughter	4'11" (150 cm) – cute, AAA cup
Melanie	48,49,86	11	Zeke and Lynn's daughter	5'3" (160 cm) – Tall, cute breast bumps
Kyra	49,54,60,65,71,86	18	Construction crew chief for the resorts	5'6" (168 cm) – beautiful Greek girl, B cup
Amara	50,51-52,55-57,66-70,73-74,76,79-82,84-85	13	Tavi's soon to be soul mate, in a wheelchair	5'6" (168 cm) – cute, wavy hair, nice body, B cup
Cobb	51,53-54,61,65-66,70,77-78,80,85	19	Director of the Patricia and Elizabeth fund	6'4" (193 cm) – Tall, dark, and oh so sexy, 7–inch (18 cm) thick cock
Marybeth	51,53,63,65-66,70,77,79,85	12	Amelia and Cobb's adopted daughter	5'2" (157 cm) – Thin, blonde, clearly a twin, small A cup
Mary Lou	59,61,66,69-70,73,76,82,85-86	10	New assistant for Bob and Amy	5'0" (152 cm) – dark long hair, cute, tom boy, nipple bumps
Magda	61,78,86	Thirties	Berlin college president	5'7" (170 cm) – Blonde, German, beautiful, C cup
Morgon	62,75,86	7	TJ's sister	3'8" (112 cm) – Adorable and outgoing
Tam	62,75,86	Forties	TJ's Dad	6'1" (185 cm) – Average but distinguished, 6–inch (15 cm) cock
Alice	62,75,86	Forties	TJ's Mom	5'3" (160 cm) – Mom bod, but rocked it, D cup
Lawrence	65,73,82-83,86	Thirties	Chief Engineer on Vino for all things	6'5" (195 cm) – Light brown hair, tall, a true nerd, 8–inch (20 cm) thick cock
Blaine	65,86	Thirties	Test pilot for the C–80	5'9" (175 cm) – Buzz cut, buff, 6–inch (15 cm) average cock
Holly	65,86	Thirties	Test pilot for the C–80	5'6" (168 cm) – Red hair, sexy, C cup
Amy Lou	66,69-70,73,76,79,82,86	10	New assistant for Bob and Amy. Mary Lou's identical twin. Pre–med student	5'0" (152 cm) – dark long hair, cute, tom boy, nipple bumps
Elga	67,84,86	12	Cruise girl from Norway	5'0" (152 cm) – Small, athletic, blonde, A cup
Cassie	67,68,70,73,81,86	11	Homeless girl from New York. Kevin's friend	4'11" (150 cm) – thin, adorable, A cup
Chase	70,85	Forties	Construction fixer, Sheila's husband	6'4" (193 cm) – Buff, muscular, funny, 8–inch (20 cm) cock
Belen	71,78,82,86	10	Car museum program director	4'6" (137 cm) – Dark blonde hair, cute, nipple bumps
Halsey	77,79,84,86	Thirties	Come on, she's Halsey
Luke	80,81,86	7	The new brother	4'4" (132 cm) – Sandy brown hair, thin, cute, 3–inch (8 cm) cock
Alba	83,86	22	Receptionist at the Chicago distributor and Julio's daughter	5'7" (170 cm) – Dark long hair, trim, C cup, puffy nipples
Kelvin	83,86	26	Benny's son	6'3" (191 cm) – Dark, handsome, 8–inch (20 cm) thick cock
Diane	83,84-85	12	Designer and project manager for South Carolina islands	5'5" (165 cm) – Tall, black hair, Egyptian, A cup
Joana	84,85	Twenties	Jayla's teacher	5'6" (168 cm) – Blonde, thin, athletic, C cup
Dusan	84,85	11	Ruby's friend	5'4" (163 cm) – Dark brown hair, average kid, 5–inch (13 cm) thin cock
Vesna	84,85	17	Ruby's friend	5'5" (165 cm) – Dark brown hair, athletic, C cup
Callum	84,85	10	new Irish friends of Ruby's	5'1" (155 cm) – Red hair, thin, funny, 4–inch (10 cm) cock
Ciara	84,85	7	new Irish friends of Ruby's	4'1" (124 cm) – Red hair, thin, flat
Aakar	85	Thirties	Leslie's classmate	5'11" (180 cm) – Black hair, dark skin, Indian, 6–inch (15 cm) average cock
Jozephine	85	Thirties	Department head DAU in business	5'7" (170 cm) – Dark hair, voluptuous, C cup
Daisy	85	Thirties	Atlanta realtor	5'8" (173 cm) – Tall, thin, athletic, mixed, B cup
Bentley	85	Thirties	Daisy's husband and brother and a contractor	6'3" (191 cm) – Tall, thin, ripped, mixed, 8–inch (20 cm) thick cock
Randy	85	Fifties	Bob's friend	5'10" (178 cm) – Gray hair, fit, 7–inch (18 cm) average cock
Janelle	85	Forties	Randy's wife	5'4" (163 cm) – Blonde hair, a little chubby, D cup
RT	85	13	Randy's son	5'6" (168 cm) – Brown hair, average kid, cute, 5–inch (13 cm) cock
Monica	85	10	Randy's daughter	4'7" (140 cm) – Brown hair, petite, cute, nipple bumps
Demarco	85	Thirties	Key West caretaker	6'0" (183 cm) – Dark hair, olive skin, handsome but chubby, 7–inch (18 cm) uncut cock
Carabelle	85	Thirties	Key West caretaker	5'6" (168 cm) – Brown hair, average figure, C cup
Damar	85	9	Demarco and Carabelle's son	4'2" (127 cm) – Brown hair, thin, 4–inch (10 cm) uncut cock
Danice	85	12	Demarco and Carabelle's daughter	5'1" (155 cm) – Dark hair, stunning, B cup
Butch	85	Fifties	Carabelle's dad	5'9" (175 cm) – Grey hair, good looking, fun, 6–inch (15 cm) cock
Jenilee	85	Fifties	Carabelle's mom	5'3" (160 cm) – Blonde hair, fit, C cup
Kennedy	85	Twenties	Woman that fainted at a party	5'4" (163 cm) – Blonde hair, curvy, D cup
Brody	85	Twenties	Kennedy's husband	5'11" (180 cm) – Brown hair, average, funny, 6" average cock
Collin	85	10	Kennedy and Brody's daughter	4'6" (137 cm) – Brown, skinny, 3–inch (8 cm) cock
Macy	85	11	Kennedy and Brody's daughter	5'0" (152 cm) – Blonde, trim, A cup
Delaney	85	9	Kennedy and Brody's daughter	4'7" (140 cm) – Brown hair, average, nipple bumps
Miguell	85	19	Tampa gang leader	5'9" (175 cm) – Dark hair, Hispanic, wiry, 5–inch (13 cm) uncut cock
Dominic	85	Twenties	Miguel's bodyguard	6'5" (195 cm) – Huge, dark hair, muscular, 6–inch (15 cm) average cock
Devin	85	Twenties	The Falls caretaker	5'11" (180 cm) – Blonde, surfer type, buff, 6–inch (15 cm) average cock
Kendra	85	Twenties	The Falls caretaker	5'4" (163 cm) – Blonde, cute, bubbly, D cup
Seble	86	10	Photo shoot kid	5'1" (155 cm) – Chocolate skin, thin, athletic, 7–inch (18 cm) thin cock
Aalam	86	11	Photo shoot kid	5'2" (157 cm) – Indian, thin, 5–inch (13 cm) thin uncut cock
Anechka	86	11	Photo shoot kid	5'6" (168 cm) – Blonde, willowy, pretty, nipple bumps
Alexi	86	12	Photo shoot kid	5'6" (168 cm) – Blonde, willowy, 7–inch (18 cm) thick cock
Tommy	86	9	Mall acquisition team	4'6" (137 cm) – Sandy blonde, slightly chubby, 3–inch (8 cm) uncut cock
Aurora	86	10	Mall acquisition team	4'8" (142 cm) – Dark hair, adorable, thin, puffies
Bryan	86	Thirties	Indianapolis realtors	6'2" (188 cm) – Brown hair, average body, 5.5–inch (13 cm) cock
Kayla	86	Thirties	Indianapolis realtors	5'4" (163 cm) – Blonde, peppy, nice figure, C cup
Jayson	86	16	Part–time Indianapolis caretaker	5'10" (178 cm) – Dark hair, ripped, sweet, 6–inch (15 cm) cock
Bellina	86	12	Restoration specialist	5'0" (152 cm) – Long dark hair, thin, beautiful, A cup with puffy nipples
Catalin	86	13	Bob and Amy's maid team leader	5'4" (163 cm) – Dark hair, thin, bubbly, B cup
Otto	86	16	Works for Catalin. Catalin's brother.	5'10" (178 cm) – Dark hair, ripped, 7–inch (18 cm) average uncut cock
Yoyi	86	25	Works for Catalin. Catalin's brother.	5'9" (175 cm) – Dark hair, nerdy, muscular, 6–inch (15 cm) thick uncut cock
Noella	86	Twenties	Bob and Amy's new chef. Non–binary. Noel or Noella	5'6" (168 cm) – Dark hair, very thin, A cup
Mikey	86	15	Elias' new assistant	5'6" (168 cm) – Dark blonde, thin but muscular, 7–inch (18 cm) thick cock

4 August 2019

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Bob in space

Space family

Space city

The nipple bump shoot

Shopping mall schools

Ruby is so much fun

Dinner with Victor

That's a lot of malls

We had to have bacon

Vintage flying cars

What a weekend it was

This is so cool

I'm in!

I want more

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Character information

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