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   Life with Alpha

   by A.  Pseudonym

   Chapter Six: Rei Ayanami
Codes: MF, MF+, MC, SciFi, anime, cartoon, comic book
Disclaimer: Rei Ayanami and Neon Genesis Evangelion are owned by Gainax
and/or
Yoshiyuko Sadamoto, and NGE was published in the US by ADV.  I do not

own her or any related characters.  She is used here without permission for
entertainment purposes only.  All artificial persons herein are based on
characters owned by their creators, not the author.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rei_Ayanami

   Dramatis Personae: Frank _____ - Lead character, inventor of Alpha Alpha
- First A.I.  in existence Kasumi Tendo - artificial woman based on
character from Ranma 1/2 Daria Morgendorffer aka Daria Morgan - artificial
woman based on character from

   Daria Jane Lane aka Jane Lannister - artificial woman based on character
from Daria Kara Zor-L aka Power Girl aka Karen Starr - artificial woman
based on character

   from DC Comics Rei Ayanami aka Rei Ayanami Ikari - artificial woman
based on character from

   Neon Genesis Evangelion







   I expected Rei Ayanami to be simultaneously one of the easiest additions
to my harem and one of the most difficult.

   The character is from Neon Genesis Evangelion, an anime about using
giant robots to fight off the end of the world.  Sounds kind of silly when
I say it like that, and I'll admit that an awful lot of the logic of the
show was faulty.  That having been said, it was a beautifully done series,
with rich characters and interesting stories.

   Rei herself appears to be an emotionally distant young teenage girl with
short blue hair.  I say 'appears to be' because (*spoiler alert*) it is
eventually revealed that she is a clone (or mostly cloned) from the dead
mother of the main character, Shinji Ikari.  There is a vat full of Rei
clones deep the bowels of the NERV headquarters.  (For a while I thought
about bringing in a couple Rei twins, but I don't need to fill up the house
quite so fast.)

   She is, perhaps, not entirely human and certainly did not have a normal
human upbringing.  Emotionally, she reminds me of a human raised among
Vulcans, or maybe 7 of 9.  She has emotions and emotional attachments, but
they rarely show.  She is expendable and replaceable, and she knows it.

   Evangelion actually has quite a few female characters that I might
eventually like to recreate.  Asuka is another young teenage pilot, a
German redhead with a strong competitive streak.  Unfortunately, she's also
a bit of a bitch.  Major Misato Katsuragi is a character who was removed
from my first main list only because she often drinks to excess.  Misato is
a beautiful and fun young lady who cared for the young teenage pilots.

   At any rate, the version of Rei I was creating was one who "knows" she
is a cloned woman created in Japan.  She is a backup unit sent abroad so
that a secret Japanese military group has copies of her in more than one
location, along the philosophy of not keeping all your eggs in one basket.
All she knows of her purpose is that she may be called upon to pilot a
special craft at some point in the future.

   Physically, she is 18 years old, about 5'2", 105 lbs, athletically fit,
nice B-cup breasts with short black hair.

   I was somewhat worried about Rei's name being recognized, especially
since Evangelion was recently remade in an updated version.  I proposed
different name variants with Alpha, and we eventually decided to name her,
Rei Ayanami Ikari (though for the sake of the story, I'll just refer to her
as just Rei Ayanami).

   * * * * *

   I decided on a much more complex 'arrival' for Rei than normal, with a
slight bit of risk.  After all, my women had their own independent
intellects and I couldn't have all of them arrive alone in the dead of
night without well...  Being irresistible to all women living in the house
was enough to raise suspicion without adding even more oddness to things.

   (As a side note, I did have plans if any or all of the women found out
the truth.  Use the kill switch to make them fall asleep and use Alpha's
nanites to wipe their memories and rewrite it with updated information. 
Unfortunately Alpha can't yet just alter existing memories; the brain's
memory storage system is too variable to predict.  To a limited extent,
Alpha can scan/read the current array of memories, but not remove all
traces of specific individual threads.  However the brain as a whole is
flexible enough to correctly access implanted memories.  So, wipe and
rewrite.  The methods for doing this were a major focus of Alpha's year
spent determining how to create a brain.)

   Her pre-arrival setup led me to order a few sets of clothing online
using measurements provided by Alpha, delivered to a PO Box which I keep
secret from my women.  I ordered a few Japanese language books and picked
up a few used English books, all of which I packed into a suitcase and
carry-on bags with her clothes and miscellany I bought for her.

   I retrieved my portable activator from the cabin, charged the included
phone and stored it in the trunk of my compact, along with a small oxygen
tank from my lab.

   I cleaned her sleeping body, dressed her and moved her to the trunk,
attaching the oxygen tank mask before closing the trunk.

   Alpha re-activated the rest of the ladies in the house (who probably
would have slept through everything anyway) and I went to collect Kasumi.
At this point, it was about 4am, and with no real traffic to worry about,
we reached DFW airport around 5am.  (Timed it just right so if there was
any delay, we'd probably have to drive out of the DFW Metroplex during
morning rush hour, darn it!) Alpha put Kasumi to sleep about halfway there.

   Even at this early hour, there's no way I could unload a body from my
trunk at one of the main terminals without attracting attention.  I drove
around the parking lots until I found one close to a main terminal with no
noticeable traffic.  I went and checked out a luggage cart and walked back,
carefully looking for cameras in the garage area.  The only ones I saw had
no view of my car.  I unloaded Rei, her bags and the activation box onto
the cart, carefully arranging her so it looked like she was sleeping
naturally.

   I rolled her into the terminal (not going far enough to encounter
security), giving 'Shhhh, she's sleeping' hand gestures to the one couple I
passed.  I moved her into the waiting area, woke her with a phone call to
Alpha, and while she was still much too groggy to notice anything, I helped
her into a seat, set her bags next to her and wheeled the cart away to
return it.

   I returned the remote activator to the trunk, started the car and while
driving back into the airport traffic loops, I woke up Kasumi with another
call and a gentle shoulder shake.  "Wake up.  We're here, Kasumi."

   I pulled into the pickup area not far from where I left Rei and waited
in the car as I sent Kasumi into the terminal area to look for her.  After
about 5 minutes, Kasumi emerged, pulling a small suitcase and leading Rei
Ayanami out to our car.

   I got out and introduced myself.

   "Hello, Rei, I assume?  I'm Frank, and I guess you already met Kasumi.
How was your flight?"

   "The flight was without incident."

   She looked at my proffered hand briefly, then proceeded on to get into
the car.

   While that may have been par for the course for Rei, especially at the
beginning of the series, Kasumi was shocked.  Unfortunately Rei was already
in the car before Kasumi could react.

   "Don't worry, Kasumi.  She's probably just tired from her trip."

   I put her suitcase in the trunk as Kasumi joined Rei in the back seat.
Kasumi was still speaking quietly to her as I got back into car.

   "...be polite, even if you're tired."

   As I pulled us out of the airport, I tried some small talk.  "Well,
we're about an hour from home as long as we don't hit any serious traffic.
So what are you reading?"

   "An aircraft design manual."

   The drive back home was equally as thrilling.  Rei did her best to
ignore our polite questions, trying to focus on her reading.  I think I saw
her looking at me in the rearview mirror a couple of times, but I can't be
sure.

   When we got back to the house, I held the car door open for her and gave
her my hand to help her out of the car.  She finally looked at me as our
hands touched and she jumped a little.  I gave a silent cry of "Yes!" as
her implant was finally triggered and her eyes glazed over a little.

   She regained her composure when I left her to pull her luggage out of
the trunk.  Inside the house, I introduced her to her fellow residents and
showed her which bedroom was hers.  This third-floor room had a sky theme,
with walls painted sky blue with scenic paintings of distant mountains and
clouds and the like.

   I gave her the tour of the rest of the house and struck up a
conversation, finally dragging out that she intended to learn to fly and
pilot anything and everything she could get a license for.

   * * * * *

   Compared to the other ladies, Rei was slow to develop.  She was very
quiet and reserved, preferring to spend her time reading or doing computer
flight simulations to normal human interactions.  Some days, the only time
we saw her was when she showed for meals.

   Kasumi interacted with her more than most since she assigned Rei's
chores around the house and was the only other Japanese native in the
house.

   I made sure I interacted with her at least once a day, but it was
difficult to find excuses to do so.  After a few days, I just came out and
told her that she needed regular human interaction, and if she wouldn't
spend time with other people, I would find her and make her do something
with me every day.

   Some days we just talked.  Some days, I took her to the game room and we
played Ping Pong or Pool or even console games together.  I'm not sure she
liked the idea to begin with, but I think she saw me as an authority figure
that needed to be obeyed.  I'm pretty sure that after a week of my
attentions, she started looking forward to my visits.

   After three weeks, she had enrolled in a local flight school, which
occasionally interrupted our daily fun time, and she started looking for me
when she was available.

   She didn't talk much, but she would often stare and every so often she'd
even blush.  One of my favorite things to do was to accidentally brush
against her or lead her somewhere by the hand.  Any physical contact seemed
to guarantee a blush.

   One day I drew her into a conversation about what she wanted as opposed
to what other people wanted her to do.  It turns out she actually enjoyed
flying, but didn't really have many other experiences to compare it to.

   Okay, okay, I already knew all this, but I didn't think it would be so
hard to draw her out of her shell.

   So I started making Rei come with us once a week when we went out for a
group activity.  Sometimes it was a movie or play, sometimes it was
bowling, sometimes it was a weekend afternoon picnic.  Everyone but Rei had
fun with our first swim party.  She just swam a few laps then toweled off
and went inside.  Once I realized this, I fetched her back outside with my
arm wrapped around her.  She was dressed in a low-cut one-piece suit which
offered no protection from skin contact across her back and shoulders.

   Once we were back outside, I declared to all present, "Behold.  Rei is
guilty of leaving the pool area before she had any fun." Picking her up in
my arms, she looked startled as I said, "She is sentenced to a good dunking
as punishment."

   And I jumped into the pool with Rei still in my arms.  She actually gave
out a small shriek as we re-entered the pool together and went underwater.
We re-surfaced, only to find ourselves under attack by waterguns and
soaking wet spongeballs.

   Unlike myself, Rei didn't try to retaliate, but she did deliberately use
me as a human shield, and I was told afterwards that she was smiling as she
did so.  Myself, I enjoyed feeling her small breasts and hard nipples
pressed up against my back, and I received much teasing when I exited the
pool with a tented swimsuit.  Well, not teasing so much as offers to help
relieve my distress.

   The next day when Rei sought me out, she actually initiated a
conversation.

   "Frank, may I ask you a question?"

   "Of course, Rei.  How can I help you?"

   "How can I know when it is appropriate to ask personal questions?"

   "It mostly depends on how well you know the other person.  The better
you know them, the more personal the question you can ask.  You know you
can ask me anything you want."

   "Thank you.  Do you have sex with the other women in this house?"

   "Uh, wow.  Very direct.  Yes.  Yes, I do."

   "So you are experienced and skilled at mating?"

   "Ummm, I suppose so.  It's really more of a question for the other
ladies, but yes, I believe I am."

   "I wish to mate with you."

   Romantic, she was not.  On the other hand, she was only wearing a
T-shirt and shorts and her nipples were poking out hard against the thin
material.

   "Rei, that's a...  Let's sit down for a minute and talk.  I want to make
sure this is what you really want."

   Okay, yes, once again, I was stringing her out just to make a good
impression for later.  Yes, I'm a jerk for playing games with a young
woman's heart.  A young, artificially created woman who was programmed to
love me and believe she was a fictional character.

   We sat together on a loveseat in the upstairs hallway.  I held her hand
in mine, gently stroking her arm while I looked directly into her eyes. 
Her brain implant must have been going nuts.

   "Rei, have you ever had sex with anyone before?"

   "No, I have not."

   "The first time is always supposed to be special, to be with someone you
really care for and who cares for you.  For my part, I would be greatly
honored and pleased to make love to you, but you should stop and consider
if this is what you really want."

   "I believe you should do a more than adequate job, and you have
demonstrated a personal interest in my well-being.  What else is relevant?"

   "Emotional attachment." Despite my words, I continued to not play fair
as I ran the tips of my fingers up and down her arm.  "Sex isn't simply
about enjoyment, it's also an emotional investment in your future with the
other person.  Maybe not all the time, but the first time should include
that expectation.  So the question is, do you want to continue spending
time with me if we do this?"

   Actually, I'm not sure how much sense I was actually making.  I think I
was trying to be a horny Hallmark card or something.  I was moving my face
closer and closer to hers, so that we could feel each other's breaths.  Her
eyes kept looking away and down, then back at mine, where her pupils would
expand and contract with whatever internal conflicts she was having between
her libido and emotions and intellect.

   After a few seconds, she responded by moving forward and kissing me.  It
was a simple and inexperienced kiss, but full of promise and desire.

   I took her in my arms and we sat there in the hallway, necking for what
seemed like hours, but was actually less than 10 minutes.  My hands
explored her body slowly, tracing patterns on her back, cupping her breasts
and running through her hair.  Her hands were hesitant and unsure.  She
clutched me to her initially, then began inexpertly trying to duplicate my
own actions.

   I eventually broke off the kiss and took her in my arms, carrying her up
to her room on the third floor.  Our make-out session continued as I held
her, so I moved slowly, careful not to bump into anything.

   When we finally reached our destination, I lowered her to the bed and
knelt before her on the floor.  I quickly pulled off my own shirt and then
batted her hands away from her own shirt.

   "Let me.  I'll do my best to make your first time as special as I can."

   She was wearing something similar to the traditional Japanese schoolgirl
sailor suit, but with a below-the-knee skirt.  I started by slowly and
carefully removing her vest and necktie, keeping our eyes locked the entire
time.

   Her body was young and fresh and clean and perfect.  I moved up to kiss
her again as I pulled her blouse free of the skirt and move my hands
underneath.  This time when we kissed, I pried her jaw apart with my tongue
and explored her mouth, then stroked her tongue with mine, drawing it into
my own mouth.  My hands were busy cupping her breasts and delving under the
bra.

   After a couple minutes of this, I pulled back slightly and started
unbuttoning her shirt.  With Kara, I had started by avoiding her
extra-large breasts so she wouldn't think that was my main focus.  With
Rei...  Rei was living in a house where most of the women had larger
breasts than her own B- cups (only Daria was smaller).  So with Rei, I
started by focusing on her breasts.  She needed to have no feelings of
inferiority from her own physical attributes, so I made sure she understood
her breasts were a source of great pleasure for both of us.

   After a few minutes, I moved on to unzip and pull off her skirt, shoes
and socks, leaving her clad only in her panties.  For a few minutes, I
played with her body as a whole, licking and exploring every crevice and
possible erogenous zone I could find.

   As I was stroking her pussy through the thin panties, I said quietly,
"Rei, I want to make sure you're as ready as possible, so I'm going to give
you some special attention before I take your maidenhead."

   Eating out a virgin is always a treat given its rarity.  And this was
the first time it had taken a few weeks to get into the pants of one of my
artificial women, so her vaginal flavor had matured from tasteless and
bland to the normal flavor of a mature teenager.  This was actually one of
the reasons I was willing to wait rather than pressing my suit right off
the bat.

   I slid the panties down her legs and set them aside, turning my full
attention to her mound of Venus.  Rei had not shaved at all, but her pubic
hair was fairly sparse, failing to hide her lips at all.  I carefully
pulled the fleshy doors open to reveal the prize inside.  Her inner lips
were swollen and damp and her clit, about the size of a pea, stretched out
trying to shed its covering of skin.

   I fixed the sight in my memory, then started with a long, slow lick from
bottom to top, eliciting a small gasp.  I went back down and licked my way
inside the channel to her womb, slowly working as deep as I could.  After a
minute of determined delving, I reached her hymen.  I spent another minute
feeling it all out, stretching it slightly, then swapped my fingers for
tongue and moved my oral attentions up to her clit.

   As soon as I fastened my lips around her clitoris and sucked, she seized
up, crying out loud while her pussy walls clenched around my fingers,
wetness flooding my hand.  Ah, a first orgasm always feels special, but I
was far from done.

   I kept working her clit with my tongue and lips and her pussy with my
fingers until she went over the top again, this time wrapping her legs
around my head and shoulders, trying to pull me into her depths.

   When she recovered, I stood up and started removing my pants.

   "Rei, are you ready for the next part?"

   She slowly focused her eyes on me.  "Yes, please continue.  This has
been very enjoyable so far."

   I pulled out a condom from my wallet and told her to watch as I rolled
it onto my very erect penis.  "Next time I'll want you to do this."

   She dutifully watched me apply the condom and her eyes never left my
cock as it bobbed up and down while it approached her slit, looking very
small and tight at the moment.

   I moved her legs up onto my shoulders as I positioned myself to enter
her.

   "Ready?"

   My question was ignored as she continued to stare at my rod fascinated.
I rubbed it up and down her cunny, dipping the head in the copious fluids
she was producing.  Her body tensed slightly as I slowly pushed the head
inside her body.  She relaxed as I moved back and forth, working my way
into her a little more with each small thrust until I reached her hymen.

   More to myself than to her, I muttered, "All right, here...  we...  go!"
and broke her barrier on the word go.

   A small hiss of pain escaped her lips, and I held still.

   "Rei?  Rei?" She finally looked up at me.  "I know that hurt a little.
Let me know when you want me to continue."

   It only took a moment of me teasing her nipples for her to relax a
little and reply, "Please proceed."

   Her pussy was exquisitely tight and hot and smooth as velvet as I
started fucking her properly, pumping slowly and shallowly at first, then
faster and deeper as we went along.  Before long, I was in danger of
shooting off, but somehow I held off long enough for her to climax again.

   I collapsed on top of her, trying to neither crush her nor pull free
from her.  When I regained my senses, I started placing little kisses
around her face until her eyes re-opened and focused on me.

   "That was very pleasurable.  I understand why the others enjoy it so
much."

   "I'm glad.  I can go again in a few minutes if you like, but I'll have
to get another condom."

   "I would like to clean up right now."

   "Of course.  Please, allow me." I pulled free of her, scooped her up and
carried her into the bathroom.  The condom slipped off along the way and I
let it fall messily to the floor.  Not good for the carpet perhaps, but I
didn't care at the moment.

   I placed her on her feet in the tub, got in with her, started the water
and, once it was hot, switched on the showerhead.  She was watching me
intently when I turned back to face her.  Her expression was unreadable,
but her nipples were hard little bullets sticking out from her chest and
her pussy continued to drip profusely.

   She stood impassively as I took a washcloth and soap and tenderly
cleaned her from head to foot.  When I reached her vagina, I dipped a
finger in her juices and brought to my lips to taste.  She shuddered while
watching this display, and when my fingers returned to her pussy, she
grabbed my hand and held it there, using my fingers to rub herself to
another orgasm which squirt out vaginal fluids all over my hand and the
bathtub.

   When I had finished with her, I handed the washcloth to her and, looking
at her quizzical expression, said, "Now it's your turn to clean me."

   She started with brisk, efficient strokes, but before long she was
exploring my body inch by intense inch as the chemical fireworks lit up her
brain.  She avoided my penis, now erect again, until she had done the rest
of my body.

   When she started stroking my cock and cupping my balls in one hand as if
weighing them, I said, "Lick it.  Taste it."

   She rinsed off any soap on it and tentatively touched the tip of her
tongue to my urethra.  She ran her tongue down the length of my penis and
back to the end while she held it in one hand as if it were a loaded gun.

   "Kiss it.  Hold in your mouth and suck on it."

   It was an odd blowjob: innocent and naïve, precisely exploratory,
inexpert but intense.  She didn't swallow, but instead, when I warned that
my ejaculation was near, caught it in her hands and tasted it afterward.

   "Thank you.  Do you feel clean enough?"

   She gave me another of her odd, blank looks and nodded.  I turned off
the water and we toweled each other off and re-dressed.

   It felt a bit awkward when I kissed her goodbye and told her I wanted to
do this again.

   Her response was a flat, "Yes, I will have to speak to the others about
your schedule."

   * * * * *

   And just like that, Rei moved into my rotating schedule of women,
although it was a few days before she accompanied me to bed again.

   Maybe I should take this opportunity to point out that I am not a
non-stop sex machine.  After my late-morning romp with Rei, I didn't have
sex with anyone 'til evening the next day.

   Hopefully my nanite treatments are significantly extending my life, but
as a more definite and immediate side-effect, they returned my sex-drive to
about where it was when I was in my early 20's.  I could usually come up to
5 times a day, but that doesn't mean I didn't get mentally tired.  I tended
to take a day or so off from sex at least once or twice a week.

   I still enjoyed spending time with my ladies during my downtimes --
which was actually part of the whole point of creating full personalities
and histories for each of them -- but the sex was not constant.  Heck, I
had half a dozen side projects in the works in the lab going on at any
given time to distract me.  (Well, Alpha and I had the side-projects.  None
of them would have been possible without Alpha and/or her nanites.  Plus
half of the project ideas were hers too.)

   So anyway, Rei didn't accompany me to bed again for another 3 days.

   * * * * *

   Kasumi had made us a wonderful Japanese dinner of fish and rice and some
wonderful sauce of some kind, and these little fried, folded pieces of
dough that I don't know what they're called and...  well, it was tasty,
even if I didn't entirely know what I was eating.  Actually come to think
of it, I'm not really 100% sure it was Japanese-style food.  But not the
point.  Good dinner.

   After dinner, we didn't have a group activity planned, so I played pool
with Jane while Daria read and Kasumi and Kara played a Mario Brothers game
on the Wii.  Rei watched me play pool and played the winner (Jane).

   We all spent a couple hours talking and playing various games, and I
eventually announced I was heading up to bed.  No doubt acting in
accordance with their secret schedule, Kara and Rei broke off from their
current games and accompanied me upstairs.  I often wanted to ask how they
worked it all out, what happened when I wasn't available on a given night,
did they have methods for resolving disputes, etc.  But I never asked.

   On the way upstairs, I asked Rei, "Are you sure you're ready for this? I
mean, sex with more than one person?"

   She looked at me and kept on climbing the stairs.  I looked at her and
felt a strong hand cup my bottom.  Kara was right behind me urging me on.

   "Come on, sport.  She may be quiet, but she's a very determined young
lady."

   "Sport?  Never mind...  I just wanted to make sure she wasn't being
pressured into someaaaahhh!" I was cut off by Kara picking me up and
slinging me over her shoulder.  She kept one hand firmly on my ass as she
carried me to my room.

   When we entered, Kara flung me down on the bed next to Rei, who was
already stripped down to her panties.

   "See?" Kara said as she started pulling off her own shirt.  "Rei knows
what she wants."

   "So she does," I admitted.  "Well ladies, what do you want to do
tonight?"

   I lay back and watched Kara strip.  Kara didn't respond verbally,
instead she just watched as Rei reached over and started stripping off my
pants.  By the time Kara was nude, I was naked from the waist down and Rei
had started to settle herself onto my very erect cock.  I stopped her and
pointed out that I needed a condom.  Kara, who didn't have to worry about
pregnancy herself, agreed and got one out of my bedside table.  She rolled
it onto my very happy penis and gently picked up Rei by her hips, carefully
maneuvering her into coitus with me.

   "Rei, say thank you to Kara," I teased her.

   "Thank you, Kara," she said as she began bouncing up and down, running
my cock in and out of her hot, velvet-smooth vagina.

   "Maybe I can thank Kara too?" I asked.  "But how can I possibly do so
when only my mouth and hands are free?"

   She smiled and I stuck my tongue out as she settled herself down on top
of my head.  I happily put my tongue to work, exploring the familiar folds
of her pussy as my hands reached up to stroke her breasts.

   After a minute or two of my smothered happiness, I noticed other
smaller, more tentative hands join me in massaging Kara's bountiful bosom.
I felt my cock get even harder, if that was possible, as I tried to picture
the scene in my head.

   I moved one hand down to rub Rei's clit, which set her off for her first
orgasm of the evening.  She froze up for at least half a minute, her pussy
walls clamping hard on my cock.  It was way too soon for me to come though,
so I just enjoyed the feeling.

   Though my ears were somewhat muffled, I heard Kara say, "My turn" as she
raised herself off my tongue.

   Smiling up at her, I asked, "And what is your preference, my lady?"

   She put herself on hands and knees and wiggled her ass at me.  I sat up,
carefully dislodging Rei and gave her a kiss.  I whispered into Rei's ear,
knowing that Kara could still hear us, "Go sit in front of Kara and spread
your legs."

   Leaving the slick condom on, I knelt behind Kara and placed my rod into
her oh-so-tight pussy.  As I started fucking Kara with a slow, deliberate
pace, I watched Rei put herself in position for Kara to lick her out, which
she did with gusto.  Rei showed no hesitation or worry as she experienced
her first bisexual intimate contact.  As I sped up my pounding of Kara, Rei
started climbing to her next orgasm too.

   This position lasted about 5 minutes before Kara started a long,
drawn-out screaming orgasm, her cries setting off Rei as well.  I pounded
for another minute before I let loose into the condom myself.

   Once we all recovered, I extracted myself, removed the used condom and,
as I was getting a fresh one, said, "Switch places, you two."

   My erection never flagged as I put the new condom on, and, by the time I
turned back, Rei had her ass up, her hands on Kara's breasts and her tongue
in Kara's quim.  Again, no hesitation on Rei's part.

   I reseated myself in Rei's pink gash and started pumping her up again. I
could occasionally hear Kara murmuring instructions to Rei, like "Now suck
on the clit" and "Lick up and down the labia."

   This time I think I lasted a good 20 or 30 minutes, during which time
the girls switched positions two more times.  And since each switch was
prompted by an orgasm, that gave them...  hmm...  4 for Kara and 5 for Rei?


   After my second come of the night, we all snuggled together for a good
night's sleep.

   * * * * *

   Outside of the bedroom, Rei gradually moved into the position of
household librarian.  With no real hobbies but with a strong desire to
learn, she could most often be found relaxing in the library or, if the
weather was pleasant, outside curled up with a book.  She rarely read
fiction, instead preferring books about science and engineering.

   Within a month of her arrival, she had begun working towards a pilot's
license, and was planning to eventually start taking aeronautical
engineering classes.

   * * * * *

   By this time, I had taken all of the ladies down to the nanite vat to
give them overnight checkups (while unconscious and in secret, of course).
Alpha and I had decided that we should have a general check-up and
maintenance routine for the ladies of 2 to 4 times per year.  Kara would
definitely be a 4-per-year minimum given the extensive modifications we
made.

   As it turns out, this was a good plan.  We caught a tumor growing on
Kara's ovaries and some nerve degeneration in Kasumi.  Neither had
progressed very far and both were easily fixed, but the point is that the
bodies were not as perfect as we had hoped.  Or put another way, the bodily
perfection and modifications had their price.

   We discovered that Daria's natural metabolism was not sufficient to deal
with eating pizza 5 times a week at school.  Alpha's nanites cleaned up her
increasingly greasy skin and weight gain -- neither problem was very
noticeable yet -- and starting working on how to adjust her to avoid this
problem in the future.  (Jane had taken up running as a hobby/exercise and
was doing fine.)

   I also had Alpha specifically check out Jane's implants.  Jane was
sexually insatiable, seemingly rapidly turning into a sex addict.  Although
we confirmed she was receiving exactly the same hormone stimulations as the
others, she was still reacting much more strongly to the brain-prodding, so
I had Alpha adjust her settings down by about 30%.  As a result, she was
still a very horny young woman, but was able to keep it under control... 
still becoming gradually more kinky though.

   It also made me wonder if I was becoming a sex addict too.  But while
sex was a major activity and goal for me, it wasn't my only or even central
goal.  The technology and planning and creativity were what I enjoyed more
than anything else.  The sex was a close second to my geekiness.

   Speaking of geekiness, I had also decided who to create next: Rogue...
the classic comic book Rogue, that is.  You know, the one with the big 90's
hair?  Well, I'm not a hair stylist and neither are the nanites, but big
hair or not, that's the version and era I was creating.

   Rogue was going to be a test case for a minor new influence
modification. Alpha had been studying how memories were assigned their
importance in the human brain.  Why some things are so vivid and important
to us while other things are shuffled off to relative mental obscurity. 
Theoretically when a memory was moved from short term to long term, Alpha
would be able to determine its strength.  This would not induce actual
forgetfulness or blank spots in memory, just how positively or strongly a
memory was viewed.

   Thus all positive memories and reactions to me would be enhanced and all
negative ones would be reduced in importance.  In theory, at least.  For
example, she would care less about me sleeping with the other women and
care more about the associated stories of my sexual prowess.

   If successful, we could apply this feature to all our character
creations during our next check-up.

   Other than that, Rogue would have close to Kara's strength and
toughness, but not the sensory enhancements or mutant absorption powers. 
As for her status as mutant superhero and bringing her into the fold, I'll
admit I'm a sucker for tradition: what's the most traditional result when
two superheroes meet each other for the first time?

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