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I did not write the following story - I am just a poster.
It is posted under the right of the United states First Amendment
which holds that free adult Americans have the right to decide for
themselves what they will read and view without governmental
interference
14:24 30/08/1999 Time, Future Perfect
M/ff pedo loving cons anal
by The Wag
Introduction.
If you are looking for a story that starts into heavy sex by line 10,
pass this one up. It is written as a novelette. This story may be
true or it may be false. I have written it as it happened. Oops,
this is giving the game away. Just kidding... I have used the
trans-Atlantic spelling for pedophile and its derivatives, in place of
the UK spelling paedophile.
Many people add supplementary warning information at this point,
suggesting that if you are offended by incest and/or adult/child sex
to refrain from proceeding any further. I prefer to assume that if
you are in a story newsgroup whose title suggests the contents and you
then proceed to download, you must be pretty dumb to be offended when
the contents are not about knitting or children's nursery rhymes!
So that's the warning!
I also subscribe to the libertine theory that if sex is healthy
between adults, why is it such a big deal for children to learn about
it? This absurdity is magnified further when we proceed to teach
children about the facts of sex, but then try and outlaw any such
practice of what they have just been taught. God knows, we have some
strange hang-ups. I also hate hypocrisy.
..........................................................
Part 1.
Carlus adjusted his tunic. It had become twisted when he fell.
They were getting better at setting the time travel mech but he still
found himself suspended two or three feet above the ground on
arrival. He smiled ruefully remembering early attempts. Some had
appeared buried up to their knees in the ground. A terrifying
experience. Fortunately they felt no pain as the time-force
particles
instantly moved the surroundings away to allow the body to
materialise in the space allocated by the T-mech. Clever stuff, but
they were still over compensating for those earlier experiences. Each
person was different, and experiences with one did not necessarily
prepare them for others. Never mind, they would improve with more
travelling. His mind was still a little confused after the jump.
It always took a few moments for him to recover. Where was he?
Carlus remembered, July 1998, Jade Springs, Montana, if Control had
done their job correctly and the T-mech had accepted the settings.
Occasionally something happened and a traveller could find himself
several years away from his target. Things were improving, however,
and such mistakes were now comparatively rare.
He remembered that in this era, the last gasp of the 20th century,
the Net was still in its infancy. Although it was possible to cloak
oneself with an atavar and use stealth to pretend to be someone else
and hopefully chat with a like minded person, that was it! The chat
rooms were very hit and miss. Interaction between the user and the
server was slow and crude. Anonymity was crude and unreliable. The
bandwidth was not yet available for anything more sophisticated and
of course, the software had not yet been developed nor the hardware
available to allow full self immersion mind controlled experiences.
He reflected that it would be another 30 years before artelects, or
artificial intelligence as they called it in 1998, reached the
ability to allow some forms of experimental mind meetings on the Net.
It would be another 20 years after that before the authorities gave
up and allowed total freedom of experience exchange between like
minded people around the world. Prior to that, the authorities had
fought a losing battle to try and control what many considered their
right to free speech and free expression, but others considered self
indulgent porno experiences. Of course, some such groups and
experiences were bound to cause controversy, especially the pedo
groups. Because of the nature of the new software it was virtually
impossible to trace anybody who decided to indulge. Encryption and
anonymity was taken for granted. What had started as security for
credit card transactions, had expanded to include privacy and freedom
from blackmail, etc. The software encrypted everything that was
sent on to the Net, so even the ISP's could not tap into the
meetings. As this realisation caught on, more and more people
allowed themselves the thrill of indulging in whatever sexual fantasy
they wished for. The artelects took control and just allowed two
(or sometimes many more) to join minds in whatever mutually agreeable
sexual contacts they chose. Each would cloak themselves with
whatever atavar or persona they wanted, including age, sex, looks,
character, personality. Thus a grown man looking for sex with a ten
year old girl, allowed the artelect of his puter to search the Net
for someone who wished to be a ten year old girl who wanted to meet a
grown man. This other person may be a grown woman or indeed another
man, or even a genuine child (if the parents allowed their child
access to their puter). The artelect accepted whatever mental
instructions the user's sub-concious directed at it. Of course,
puters were several stages further along than the very primitive
types in use at the end of the 20th century. These had a tendency
to crash and freeze up and to be maddeningly slow at performing
anything but the crudest moving graphics. Their only input was by a
keyboard or moving a pointer on a screen. What a joke, thought
Carlus. No mind to mind meeting, no direct input. No intelligent
interaction, no ability to read into the sub-concious mind and
certainly no ability to hold an intelligent conversation with it. In
his future, things had moved a long way forward. In his time, it was
possible to have Net meetings using his artelect to convert his sub-
concious thoughts and feelings into a fluid flow which was understood
by the other persons artelect and converted back into the feelings
that related to that users requests. Neither party meeting on the
Net knew the true identity of the other. Aliases were always used.
This was deliberate, they simply met and accepted the mental images
projected by their sub-concious as developed by the artelect. Thus
when a grown man wanted to meet a little blond long haired blue eyed
innocent little girl, the artelect searched until it found a persona
which was wanting to be such in the appropriate meeting room. By
writing in the fine details either from holo pics or some deep rooted
memories, it made the image be that person to the other. Thus a
grandfather of seventy with little or no hair would appear to the
"little girl" as a good looking twenty five year old (or whatever
adult age the "little girl" persona wanted). This was reflected
back to the grandfather and that is how he saw himself. He, in
turn, saw a sweet innocent little girl. She would act, speak, feel
and on the latest models with the upgrades, even smell like a little
girl. As the images were injected directly into the hypothalamus,
it appeared as total reality to the observer, down to the finest
details. The reality was so "real" that it had to have a re-call
circuit to bring the participant back to his own world, to avoid
tension/stress blocks within the user's brain. Early models had
caused some surfers to experience severe withdrawal symptoms. They
had difficulty re-adjusting back into the real world. Some, even
now, could not restrain themselves and would surf for hours or even
days at a time, sublimating all their usual needs to the pursuit of
pleasure, so great was their addiction. Of course, crime was now
almost unknown, particularly sexual crime. Who needed to risk being
a criminal with the resultant total loss of Net access, when anything
one chose could be enacted in virtual reality with no risk. Virtual
reality? For many it WAS reality. It was better than drugs,
although it was reputed to be more addictive in many cases. If you
want to indulge in a rape scene or bondage or just a simple one to
one? Fine, the artelect provided it. Of course, the Bible
thumpers were having a field day, remonstrating that this was Sodom
and Gomorrah come true in the 21st century. While they preached the
rest of the world indulged themselves, harmlessly. Since then,
another hundred years of refinement had been made to the Net. Now
in the 22nd century it was truly fantastic! It was strongly
rumoured that Presidents and Prime Ministers indulged themselves.
Many denied they used it for these purposes, of course. Carlus
smiled at his memories of the earliest contacts, before true
anonymity was guaranteed. A couple of very powerful heads of state
had been found out. Strange how the Bill to ensure anonymity,
previously held up with interminable committees went through so
quickly after those incidents, reflected Carlus.
No one was hurt, not even emotionally, as both parties always chose
their atavars sub-conciously, it was never imposed. Of course, it
was not even necessary to go online. If you wanted to fuck your
mother, you simply switched to feedback mode and the artelect would
search your subconcious and give you the image of your mother (or
daughter or next door neighbour or whoever). It was the ultimate
masturbatory experience. The only problem was it needed the
masturbator to give the artelect directions. There was very little
deviation from predicted behaviour. To achieve that state of
believability, some instability was needed, some outside agency. It
needed another participant online, someone with corresponding
feelings. Then it was thrilling! Yes, Carlus reflected, 22nd
Century cyber sex had come a long, long way. The poor sods I will
be meeting over the next few days cannot guess what their progeny in
future generations will one day enjoy. Bill Gates has a lot to
answer for. Yes, before he was institutionalized for believing he
had become God, he could never have guessed what was coming when he
invested in those sats to increase the bandwidth....
Of course, sex wasn't the only way to enjoy the Net. If you wanted
to be the President, fine. The artelect gave you a day to day
scenario that carefully enacted the normal routines of his office.
Or perhaps try out the latest scoober, fly it to destruction exactly
as you would in real life. Hahh, no such things in this age. Only
ground based vehicles, called autos and even they only had manual
controls. Slow and prone to long delays due to something called a
tail-back, travelling dead slow at a regulation 60 to 70 miles per
hour. How the Hell did anybody go anywhere. Maybe they didn't.
Perhaps that is what caused the development of the Net in the first
place, maybe everybody stayed home and played with their puters.
Yea, great stuff, but he was like many others of his age, mainly
interested in his sexual gratification and the Net provided him with
that, in spades. Carlus remembered some of his more momentous
meetings. There was that little Ruth. She was eight years old,
yet fucked like a pro. Grief he went weak at the knees thinking of
her. She had the most beautiful little vulva with those pouting
lips. Steady, thought Carlus as he felt himself hardening. This is
not the time to indulge yourself in memory lane. Plenty of time for
that next week after returning. Yes, sir, when he got back,
hopefully with a new real little girl persona from this age. God,
he couldn't wait.
Carlus had been fascinated by the history of the Net and had read and
studied its development from its simple beginnings. His family were
very wealthy, even by 22nd Century standards and this was how he had
managed to get himself onto the T-Mech project. Time Mech
travellers were still strictly controlled. Their use was very
closely supervised to avoid time wraps and time paradoxes.
Ordinarily they were only used with the observer in "invisible" mode.
A slight time/phase misalignment, just enough to allow the traveller
to observe without being seen himself. Of course, there were
frequent hiccups, especially in the early days. Most of the later
hops were to try and cover up the earlier mistakes. Wherever
possible these were hidden as "ghostly" sightings or even as "alien"
visits. As the majority of ordinary people did not believe in such
things, these happenings were then either discredited or just
ignored. There had been several cock-ups in one time period which
had almost been neutralised by suggesting it was a combination of
Government cover-ups and aliens travelling from some unspecified
distant and advanced planet to investigate us humans. This had
touched sufficient nerves for a TV series to be made about these
"cover-ups", called the X Files. Carlus was back to try and tie up
one of these loose ends. For this visit he had to uncloak and risk
the consequences of discovery. This meant he was allowed to mix
with other people and in fact to be an ordinary person of that age.
The risks had been analysed, but considered justified. For the week
he would be away, he was totally out of contact with Control and at
the mercy of events. Months of preparation regarding dress sense,
codes of behaviour, speech patterns, etc had preceded this hop, so he
was fairly confident of pulling it off. However, now he was here,
he wanted to check out the local little girl population. As an
invisible observer, he would not have been able to do this, or at
least not the way he wanted to observe. His pedo leanings were
rarely out of his mind. One of the things he wanted was to lock
onto the mind of a little girl from this era to take back with him.
No harm to the little girl, just a matter of making a copy of her
persona, simple to do and very quick. He would then introduce her
persona into his group. That should provide some stimulation for
those jaded stereotypes he thought. One or more would absorb the
persona and either use it undiluted or more likely merge it with an
existing one. Either way, this would increase the gene pool and
allow very much larger variations. It had to be remembered that the
majority of these persona were of adults posing as children. This
would make it much more interesting. Of course matters were always
made worse because there were always more strikers than targets.
If his idea worked, and he was certain it should, then this could be
a way to take things into a whole new ball game. He could feel his
excitement at the future prospects. Of course, none of this was
known to the techies back at Control. They were just sending him
back as an opo to do some routine checking on previous hops. Time
travel was weird, it allowed later opos, to overtake earlier events
and sometimes correct a mistake before it happened. The artelect
of the puters used at Control were stretched to their powerful limit
trying to predict the consequences of each action. Their predictions
had decided his destination and time of arrival. According to their
records there had been newspaper reports of that time which suggested
something unusual and unexplainable had happened near Jade Springs on
a July morning in the year 1998. The reports were sketchy, no
proper details, but suggested something to do with a time hop. He
had been instructed to be in the area and to try and deflect any bad
publicity before it could do damage. The one great fear of the
future Governments was somebody living in those distant past times
stumbling on the truth of these time hops. They feared that this
may, just may, interfere with fate and cause an increasingly
unpredictable future to emerge. Of course, every leap back was
potentially the match that would set off the conflagration, so it was
only done under strictly controlled circumstances. Hence Carlus'
appearance in a deserted field near a wood at night, away from
curious onlookers.
Carlus looked around him. All seemd OK. He was near some trees,
screening if needed. But all seemed very quiet. Anyway, now he had
materialised, it didn't matter. From now on he was just another
member of the 20th century. If the predictions were right, there
should be a small farm close by. His instructions were to make
contact and allow himself to be absorbed into the local community.
He was to say he had been hitching a lift and been dropped close by.
He checked he had his small case. This contained his essential kit,
plus his PET. (PET = Portable Encephalic Trapper) He checked
his wrist sensor, sure enough as he moved his arm around he felt the
indications telling him which way to go. He went up the brow of the
bank and there was the little farm house. All seemed very quiet.
As he neared the fence a dog caught his scent and started barking.
He walked up to the door and it opened in response to the dog before
he had a chance to knock. The man looked at him, although he
appeared relaxed, Carlus noticed he had a weapon of some sort in his
hand, it looked like an ancient rifle if his memory told him right.
Carlus smiled to take away any aggression and explained how he had
been dropped from his lift and was wondering if he could possibly
bunk outside in one of the barns for the night. A woman looked over
the man's shoulder and must have taken pity on him, because she told
the man to invite Carlus inside. The man stepped back to allow
Carlus in. He thanked them profusely and insisted he must pay for
the bother he was causing them. Now they could see him clearly and
realised he was no threat, they both smiled and instantly rejected
his offer. Carlus, however, seeing the relatively humble sitting
room, felt inside his pockets and took out his wallet. He had a
bill fold of several thousand dollars for that era. Control were
more than generous with their provisions. He also had several Gold
Sovereigns and Kruggerands for emergencies. Not knowing the true
value of the currency despite weeks of tuition, he plumped down a 100
Dollar bill onto the table. The man and woman protested that no
payment was needed and in any case that was far too much for bunking
outside. The woman then introduced themselves as Jake and Charm.
Charm said he should sleep in the house. They had a cot bed which
he could use. They both looked like a typical young married couple.
Jake was about 6 foot and 170. He looked strong and fit. His age
was difficult to judge, but probably in his late twenties. He had
medium brown tousled hair and strong features, very much the chisel
faced features of a man who could look after himself in a bar brawl.
His wife was much shorter and very slim and extremely attractive with
shoulder length fair hair and blue eyes. She couldn't have been
more than 100 pounds tops and probably less. She was small busted
and had a very slight figure, almost child-like. She looked as if
she was in her mid twenties, but again, it was difficult to tell.
Carlus was surprised at their kindness and hospitality. Carlus told
them he was just passing through, looking for work. This immediately
struck a chord and the woman looked very sympathetic as he explained
his position. They were soon to eat supper and of course invited
him to join them. Again, Carlus wanted to re-pay them, but they
waved it away, saying he must hold on to his savings. If only they
knew, thought Carlus. His family could probably buy up that farm
without it even showing up on the accounts. Carlus became aware of
noises coming from the other room. The door opened and a little
girl of about seven appeared and started to ask about supper. She
stopped when she noticed Carlus. Carlus in his turn was struck
at her bright cheerful nature and pretty features. She was
excitingly pretty, thought Carlus. After a long stare she
disappeared again, shutting the door behind her. A few moments later
it opened again and another girl, obviously her sister from the
similarities between them and about a year older looked in. She
finished the question that her younger sister had started. Carlus
realised this was a ruse to take a look at him. She unashamedly
stared at him as she stood in the doorway. She was if anything even
prettier than her younger sister. Like her little sister, she wore
a tank top and tight shorts, that looked too small for her. Her
mid-riff was exposed showing her sweet little navel. What a find,
amazing luck thought Carlus. The woman told Carlus it was because
they rarely had any visitors and the girls were obviously curious.
Carlus nodded at the little girl and then smiled a welcoming smile,
which she returned. He felt a little foolish just smiling at her
and tried to think of something to say. He could swear that the
man and woman could read his mind as they both looked carefully at
him and then smiled at his awkwardness. Charm explained that Nooky
always seemed to have that effect on men, even grown men, she added.
Well, thought Carlus, she is certainly something. She couldn't be
more than nine, yet she had a knowing look, almost as if she could
see through him with a wordly knowledge far beyond her years. For a
moment he wondered if she had had any sexual experiences. Instantly
he dismissed the thought, realizing just how preposterous it was.
She returned his smile and then came fully into the room with her
younger sister in tow. Such a sweet little child, with such a sweet
smile, he must be mad to even think such things. The younger sister
was called Jeneel, it transpired. Nooky was just as sweet and
curious as Jeneel. Both girls had lovely little bodies, thought
carlus. Then he felt shame at his thoughts. This kind couple had
invited him into their home, offering him warmth, food and shelter
for the night and he was already lusting after their little girls.
The trouble was, they did have such lovely little bodies. He
couldn't think in all his experiences, including an enormous kiddy
porn collection, of ever having seen such pretty little things. No
little girls he had encountered on his Net meetings, and he had met
many over the years, had ever appealed to him quite so strongly.
Like the majority of pedo's, Carlus genuinely loved children. In
his private researches before his jump, he had read that at the end
of the 20th century, the whole world had gone through a period of
persecution of pedophiles which in many ways resembled a medieval
witch-hunt. In his century, wisdom, research and maturity had
started to counter balance these prejudices. Of course, with the
peoples ability to indulge their sexual preferences and feelings with
abandon on the Net, there was far less sexual tension and thus much
less crime was committed, which in turn softened opinion towards
people with deviant sexual preferences, including pedophiles.
Psychologists and others could then afford to take a more balanced
view of sexual deviations of all kinds that in an earlier age would
have provoked outrage.
But that is in the future, Carlus reminded himself. Here is now and
now means even touching one of these could end up with a bullet
filled body from Jake. As nice as Jake appears, Carlus had no
illusions about what would happen if he found him messing with his
girls. The typical North American red-neck would skin him alive for
even looking at them in the wrong way. As likely as not, the rest
of the community would join in the fun too, thought Carlus. He
would get about as much sympathy in this age for child molestation as
he would from an angry rattle-snake.
Supper was served and they sat down together to eat. Jake and Charm
made small talk and included Carlus in the chatting. He was
surprised and relieved that they were so uninquisitive about him.
Neither asked him where he was from, where he was going or anything
remotely personal. Their chat was mostly about day to day things on
the farm, their girls and even included politics and major world
events. This truly surprised him. Why a small farm family should
be so knowledgeable about world events he had no idea. It was
almost as if they wanted to share their knowledge with him to help
him understand a little more about this new-to-him world. After
supper, Charm told the girls to go get ready for bed while she and
Jake cleared away the dishes. Carlus offered to help, which they
cheerfully accepted. This allowed him to continue chatting in their
kitchen. He noticed that it seemed quite well equipped. Not quite
as old fashioned as he had imagined. They obviously had some
creature comforts here, thought Carlus. Of course, all the food had
to be prepared and cooked, there was no replicator to serve up piping
hot gourmet standard meals here. After the meal, everything had to
be cleaned away for re-use. Tiring, but the only way they could do
it, he supposed. Towards the end of the clearing up, Jeneel and
Nooky came into the kitchen wearing pretty little baby doll pj's.
The tops only came down to waist length and their panties were
stretched tightly across their little bottoms. Carlus felt his cock
twitch at the sight of them. Grief, were they aware of what they
were doing to him. This was like a torture, thought Carlus. The
mother and father continued chatting as if nothing were amiss. The
girls were told to kiss everybody goodnight, which they did.
Surprisingly they took that to mean kissing Carlus as well. He felt
his face reddening with the sexual excitement he was feeling. They
both kissed him on the lips, innocently the way little children do.
But to Carlus it was a sexual act. Calm yourself, he kept telling
himself, they are not aware of what they're doing. They are just
innocent little girls. Charm told them to stop teasing. She at
least had noticed their coquettishness, Carlus thought. The girls
just giggled and then turned to walk out. They then deliberately
and provocatively wiggled their little rumps at Carlus. As they
were leaving they turned and blew little kisses at him and then
vanished with more giggles as their Dad made as if he was going to
chase them. Charm told Carlus this was because they had so few
visitors, he wasn't to take any notice of them. That was going to
be very difficult, Carlus thought to himself.
Later, lying in the cot in the small sitting room, he mused over that
evenings events. Never in all his Net meetings had he encountered
anything so sensual and erotic as this pair. He was truly baffled.
Where did they get their apparent sexual knowledge from? He
couldn't believe their behavious was normal for seven to nine year
olds, or was it? Was Carlus so out of touch or was it something to
do with the late 20th century. Was the constant attention that was
being focused on child abuse and pedophiles causing children to
behave within their families in this way? Nonsense, that can't be
right. Nothing he had read on the late 20th century had suggested
anything like this. Obviously these two could not be typical.
With this thought he let it rest. But not without first enjoying an
exciting and lingering masturbatory fantasy of those two crawling all
over him and ending with them each sucking on his cock.
He was awoken in the morning by Jeneel and Nooky creeping into the
sitting room, still in their night clothes. They rushed up to him
and started teasing him. He had a morning erection, of course, and
tried to forestall their playful attacks. Eventually he had no
choice but to grab one then the other and hold them each to prevent
them pulling the covers off and revealing himself to them. They
immediately turned towards him and pressed onto him, each wanting to
steal a kiss. Carlus felt it was getting beyond a joke. Just then
Charm poked her head around the door and yelled at them to leave him
alone. Thankfully, they left and he immediately took the pportunity
to get up and get dressed. He wanted a shower, he always had one
every morning and knew he would feel dirty all day without one. As
if reading his mind, Jake came in and told him he was free to use
their tub or shower anytime he felt like it. Carlus thanked him and
made his way to the shower. The girls were hanging around it, but
let him go in first. He realized their playfulness, was just that.
They were very kind and thoughtful really.
After breakfast, Jake told Carlus he should visit the creek.
Excellent fishing there, if he liked that. When Carlus mentioned he
should be looking for work (as that was his cover for being there),
they told him there would be plenty of time for that. Meanwhile, why
not take advantage of their hospitality and just loaf around for a
few days? There was a boat down there too, why not take the girls
for a trip, Charm suggested? Jake agreed and suggested to the girls
that they should show Carlus their backyard, meaning the territory
around the house. Charm agreed, telling Carlus they should take
something to eat for midday as they normally only had a light meal in
the middle of the day and supper in the evening. She then offered
to pack them a lunch. The girls whooped and skipped about, excited
at having something different to do. As it was July, school was out
and they were free to play every day. A feeling of thrilling
expectancy excited him beyong measure. There were bound to be some
opportunities, he thought. Perhaps he would get a fleeting glimpse
of their panties or something. Considering they were wearing the
same as yesterday, tank tops and shorts, that was going to be very
unlikely he realized. Still, you never know, he thought to himself.
Just having them as company was excitement enough. They constantly
emitted an air of sensuality. Nothing like it had ever happened to
him before. Their parents didn't seem to notice, or if they did,
they ignored it. Carlus found it amazing that they didn't appear to
notice or mind how their two daughters behaved. Possibly they only
acted this way in front of a visitor, if so, then the contrast to
their normal behavious would be even greater. Yet, Jake and Charm
didn't seem to either notice or mind how Jeneel and Nooky acted
around Carlus.
Charm made up the lunch and packed it into a shoulder harness which
Carlus wore. The two girls each took hold of one of his hands and
marched him proprietorily out the door. They skipped along beside
him, one on each side. Telling him about their school friends and
all the little things young children get up to. It took about 30
minutes to walk to the creek.
The creek was a small river filling a depression and forming a small
lake which outflowed two or three miles away. The lake had been
formed by the river cutting into the shoreline causing the river to
almost double back on itself. The river had then cut through the
narrowest part forming a channel which turned the opposite shore into
an island. Over the years the channel had widened until the island
was totally surrounded by an expanse of river. Carlus was told
nobody normally went to the island as theirs was the only boat around
here. As the land on both sides of the river belonged to their
parents, nobody had a right to go there anyway. It was private
property, he was told. Totally private, emphasized little Nooky.
When he suggested they visit the island to explore, they rushed down
to the boat. It was a small rowing boat, but quite large enough for
three people. He was no expert at rowing, but fortunately had seen
it done, so was prepared to give it a try. The river was very slow
flowing at this part, so there was negligible current. Carlus had
no difficutly in rowing the few hundred yards out to the island. By
the time they arrived there, he was very hot and flushed. The girls
sat in front of him, each laughing and giggling at anything and
everything. They helped him to secure the boat against a low lying
branch and then leapt out. The morning was getting hotter. The
sun beat down and even amongst the trees on the island he could tell
it was going to be a scorcher. He wished he had brought more
appropriate clothing, but he had never dreamt anything like this
would happen. This reminded him, he would have to very reluctantly
leave this family the following day. He had to visit the local town
to be present for whatever happened. At this stage nothing was
known, but he had to be prepared for anything. He knew that if he
couldn't succeed in controlling whatever it was that was due to
happen, Control would just have to use the knowledge gained and send
someone else back to help him. Strangely, that helper may already
be waiting to make contact with him. Time travel certainly was
weird.
But that was tomorrow. Today was now and he was going to enjoy it.
Jeneel asked him to carry her. He was happy to oblige. She
wrapped her lttle legs around his waist and put her arms around his
neck. She immediately started stealing kisses between giggles,
almost as if she knew what effect it was having on him. She was
sensuousness personified. She acted as if she had known him for
years, incredibly they had only met the night before. His mind was
reeling, but his body gladly accepted the challenge and tormented him
with a raging erection. Nooky moticed of course and then she
started giggling. Jeneel wanted to know what was funny and when
told, both girls fell about with laughter. His shame and
embarassment was total. Jeneel took pity on him and said he wasn't
to worry, it was quite normal. Normal he wondered? How could it be
normal for a grown man to get an erection just carrying a seven year
old. Then it struck him, how could Jeneel possibly know what was
normal? How could she know what an erection was? Surely little
girls of seven or eight don't know about sex and particularly men's
erections, or do they? He lowered Jeneel down gently and asked
them if they minded sitting for a while as it was getting very hot.
They were happy to do so. He wanted to question them about their
sexual knowledge, but it was going to be difficult to ask the right
questions. On the one hand it would seem unnatural curiosity,
particularly if they later repeated this back to Jake or Charm and on
the other, just how the Hell was he going to explain to them how they
were turning him on?
The girls lay down next to him. one on either side. Nooky was the
first to speak, she told him they usually took all their clothes off
when they came to their island. As nobody ever visited it, they
were safe from anybody seeing them. This caused Carlus to feel even
more excited, was she possibly suggesting they would take their
clothes off with him present? He calmy agreed that that was a very
good idea. Jeneel then took up the idea and said they should all go
nude, as she put it. He picked up that word, nude. Not naked or
undressed, but nude. A strange word for a little girl to use, he
thought. Now the ball was in his court. He felt the flush of
embarassment returning. He explained that he would love them to go
undressed, but it would be a little embarassing for him as he was a
grown-up and grown-ups did not usually undress around strange little
girls. They both looked very sad when he said this. What had he
said? They told him they didn't think they were strangers. They
thought they were friends together and friends could undress
together, couldn't they? What about their parents he asked,
wouldn't they be alarmed when they hear of him undressing in front of
their little children? Apparently not. They usually wore very
little or even went naked themselves, so they would approve of
nudity. Somehow he felt he was being manouevred into having to
undress. Something told him that they were right, Jake and Charm
would not go berserk when they heard the news. He had no idea why
he believed this, but he did. Perhaps he was deluding himself, he
thought. They looked imploringly at him with their piercing blue
eyes. He had never seen two such beautiful creatures, it was
impossible to deny them anything. Oh dear, he thought, he was
falling in love. This had happened once before and had ended in
grief. He agreed to undress with them. They whooped with joy,
just as if he had told them Christmas was early this year. Within
seconds they had undressed down to their short white socks and
sneakers. He had only started. They just stood there looking at
him as he painfully slowly undressed. When he came to take off his
under pants, he turned slightly away from them. He was frightened of
their reaction to their first sighting of an erect male penis. Like
the girls, he kept his shoes on for fear of treading on something
nasty. To give himself a little more time to adjust, he gathered up
all their clothes and stuffed them into the shoulder bag. Carlus
took a breath and turned around to face them, luckily his boner was
softening slightly and now his cock drooped a little. The girls
surprised him immensely because instead of staring at him, they
almost ignored him, or at least ignored his manhood. This intrigued
him, almost annoyed him. Why weren't they even the least bit
curious? They acted just as friendly, perhaps even more so, as each
took his hand and led him through the wood towards the center of
their island. There, in a clearing was the most delightful little
cottage he could imagine. It was just one room with two little
windows, one each side of the door. The girls went in and opened the
windows to help cool the place. Luckily it was in the shade of the
trees and so was not as hot as it could have been. Inside there was
an old large double bed with fluffed up pillows and a soft multi
colored comforter. When asked if they slept over, he was told no,
they simply used the bed as a substitute table and chairs combined.
The other furnishings were some books and magazines. There was also
a large cabinet with cups and saucers. It was too early yet for
lunch, but the girls started unpacking it ready. Charm had been
very generous in her packing. There was enough for a small army.
She had packed several cartons of juice which she had wrapped within
an ice pack to keep them cool. They each had a drink of orange to
help them cool off. Jeneel asked him if he was glad he wasn't
wearing all those nasty clothes in the heat? He had to agree. She
was quite right. He had gradually managed to control his ogling of
their little bodies. Because they had been carefully ignoring him,
he had tried manfully to do the same. Now however, sitting on the
bed talking to them he allowed himself to look at them. They were
so serene. No shame at all. He knew that young children are
totally without guile. They only lose that total innocence when
grown-ups start in with the heavy stuff about not talking to
strangers, good and bad touching, etc. Yea, that had been the rage
during this period, he remembered. Yet these two, had lost none of
their innocence. There was no shame or even the least bit of an
attempt to cover themselves up. Jeneel had her legs spread a little
as she faced him on the bed, allowing him a full faced view of her
sex. Nooky was even more open, she was sitting cross legged. Her
pussy on full display. He noticed that as was normal for their age
neither child had the least bit of pubic hair, nor the slightest hint
of breast development. Their nipples looked small, Jeneel's were
perhaps just a little larger than her sister's, despite her being the
younger. Otherwise they were very similar. He could feel his
penis hardening again. Oh God, he thought, save me from this
embarassment again. The girls however did not giggle or laugh at
him this time. Nooky got up from the bed to put her carton in with
the rubbish. He could see her little bottom. What a delightful
sight she was. She turned back and then stopped thoughtfully and
looked at his erect penis. She came on again and asked him if it
hurt, pointing at his cock.
Better to be as honest as they are, he thought. No point in trying
to be coy with these two. He tried to explain about how a man and
his body reacts when confronted with the sexually stimulating sight
of two naked little bodies. He was careful not to emphasize they
were children, he was again hedging his bets, just in case any of
this was repeated back. Oh yes, we know about that, they told him.
He latched onto that immediately. How did they know about that?
And what exactly did they know? They looked at each other then
looked at Carlus. Try us, they quipped. Try you? What did they
mean? Try us, they repeated. Without any further encouragement,
they both came closer to him and put their arms around his neck. He
was dumbfounded. In any other circumstances, two little girls
simply putting their arms around his neck would mean nothing other
than affection. But coming after the previous words and by the
meaningful way they were looking at him, he was left in very little
doubt about their meaning. After all the sexual innuendo, playful
tauntings and other coquettish behaviour both had displayed, he was
in no doubt these two were after more than a peck on the cheek kiss.
His mind was spinning. What a mess he had gotten into. He could
feel his hands slowly encircling the two little girls bodies, against
his will he allowed his hands free rein to wander down towards their
legs. His hands felt around their little bottoms, which he could
cup in each hand, they were so small. The girls took this as his
encouragement for them to proceed. They pressed against him, worse
he felt a little hand wandering around his body. Incredibly it
ended up enfolded around his boner. Grief, what was he supposed to
do. This was his wildest dream come true, yet he was betraying the
trust of Jake and Charm. If Jake found out he was probably dead.
It would be a waste of time trying to explain things. Oh... he
could feel all resistance fading, she was gently caressing and yet
pumping his cock. Where the hell could she have learnt to do that?
In his fog of sexual desire, his mind was still relaying inexplicable
things like that to him. Who cares, his body was replying. If
these two know as much as they claim, just who the bloody hell cares,
was his body's response. Jeneel looked closely at him then brought
her lips up to his. He was expecting the same little girl's kiss on
the lips he had received from her last night before bed and again
that morning. What happened next shook him to the center of his
being. She gently pressed her mouth to his, but this time her mouth
was opening and he could feel her tongue pressing against his still
closed lips. He opened his mouth, her tongue immediately snaked in
and felt around his tongue. He could feel a climax was coming, just
from the kiss. He gently caressed her hair and held her head against
his, although she showed no inclination to break the contact. He
now pushed his tongue back into her much smaller mouth. Her tongue
was so small, yet so snake like. She tickled him with it,
constantly playing with him. He had never experienced anything like
it. Net meetings were pretty wild, but were much more upfront and
glaringly crude. This little girl was literally giving him her
heart. He could feel it beating and he knew this was as close as he
would get to Heaven on earth. Eventually they gently parted. She
looked at him lovingly, he felt the same. His mind was trying to
tell his body there was something totally wrong with this situation.
And not just because here was a grown man seducing (or being seduced
by?) a little girl. There was something patently wrong with a child
who was so obviously knowledgeable about sexual matters, such as
French kissing.
"Satisfied?", she asked. This provoked a bout of giggling from both
of them. "We don't mean sexually satisfied, we mean satisfied that
we know about sexy things?" He shook his head. This was
impossible. Nooky now moved forward and asked to be kissed. Again,
he was aroused by her complete awareness of how to French kiss. She
both offered and received his tongue in her mouth without any sense
of hesitation. Both of them, both of them were expert Frenchers.
"We can do other things too", he was told. Carlus by now had no
doubts about them. They were obviously totally sexually aware. He
reasoned there was only one source of this knowledge and that was
Jake. Living alone out in the sticks must bring them closer
together. Yet, he hadn't noticed the least hint of any impropiety
between them. They must keep it buried whilst strangers are around,
he thought. He wondered if Charm knew what her husband was up to?
Right, Carlus thought, let's find out what is going on. He asked
them who had taught them to kiss and who had told them about sex.
This upset them. They couldn't tell him, not yet anyway, would he
trust them, please? He was a little flustered, but their pleading
and little girl looks melted his heart. He knew he was a sucker
with kids, especially pretty little girls like these two. If they
had pleaded with him to walk into a fire, he would likely agree. He
nodded his agreement.
"Goody", they shouted, "now we can play at sexy things".
He gave up pretending to show reluctance. If these two little girls
wanted to play like harlots, he was certainly not going to stop them.
He consoled himself that even when Jake finds out, he can hardly do
more than remonstrate since he was the instrument of their knowledge.
Without his teachings, they would still be innocent little girls.
He could just have coped with that, but not when they offered
themselves so willingly. He had a concience and felt shame to be
taking advantage of Jake's kind hospitality, but he was also only
flesh and blood. These two would turn a marble stature on with their
sensuality.
He lay back on the bed and gestured to the girls to join him. They
clambored up on the bed and each started touching him. It was as if
an unspoken signal had passed between them. Nooky already had her
hand around his cock and Jeneel was straddling his chest. She was
obviously offering herself to his tongue. He held her slight hips
and eased her forward until her little vulva was just in front of his
nose. He could smell her little girl odor. It was beautiful, not
strong, not offensive, just a sweet smelling little girl odor. He
touched her with his tongue. Her legs were spread wide, her sex
lips were open. He could see some moisture inside. He gently
licked it up and tasted it. Yes, it was definitely a little girl
taste. Lovely, sweet and so erotic. She pressed tighter up against
him in a gesture of encouragement. His hand went around her back to
her bottom. He gently spread the cheeks of her buns apart and
allowed his fingers to wander into the valley. As he did so, his
tongue began to gently lick all over her sex. From the bottom, near
her anus to the top. He had to lift her up over him to get at her
rear properly. Then he lowered her down again and continued,
concentrating gradually more and more on her tiny clitoris. She had
such a small sheath, just a hint of what would one day develop.
Meanwhile it must have been generously supplied with nerve endings
because Jeneel started to buck and grind herself against him. His
fingers were still playing artfully around the back and feeling her
rosebud orifice. Eventually she gave a small shriek and just held
herself against him before going limp. She rolled down alongside
him and then reached up and gave him a small tender kiss. "Thank
you", she said, "I really enjoyed that".
"So did I", answered Carlus. Meanwhile he had been aware that Nooky
was gently fisting his cock. Nooky now bent forward and took it
into her mouth. Luckily for Nooky, Carlus only had a small penis,
barely five inches long and quite thin. This didn't bother Nooky.
On the contrary the relatively small size allowed her to give him an
expert blow job. As she sucked and licked his penis, he could feel
his explosion building. He tried in vain to warn her by pulling her
off, but she resisted his attempts and as his jism shot out, she
continued sucking and swallowed it all. She continued to suck on
him even after his last gasping shuddering spurt.
"That was fantastic", he told them. "You two are incredible, you
not only act so sexy all the time, but you are truly sexy in bed".
"Or rather on it", laughed Jeneel.
"Just what am I going to tell your Dad?" Carlus asked.
"Oh don't worry about that, we'll explain it if necesaary" he was
told.
"Who cares" the other said, "let's play".
"Wait" he pleaded, "do you want to kill an old man?" They thought
that very funny. "What's so funny", he asked?
"Oh, you'll find out one day" they giggled back.
"Let's have lunch", someone suggested. It was still a little early,
but everybody was hungry so they started unpacking the lunch things.
After their lunch they decided to explore the island. The girls of
course knew it well, but it was all new to Carlus. The girls strode
on ahead where the path became very narrow. Carlus could watch
their little butts twitching back and forth in a superb show of
eroticism. He felt himself hardening again. Naturally they were
naked. The girls assured him it was totally private and no one ever
came there. They frequently undressed when they visited and just
enjoyed the freedom it gave them. It occurred to Carlus that it was
obviously taken for granted by the girls that they would keep their
sexual exploits with Carlus a tight secret. Yet, there was
something about the occasional way the girls reacted that he had a
feeling that they knew something. As if they were keeping something
back from him. He couldn't think for the life of him what that
could possibly be, or why he had the feeling at all. On they went
and up the gently sloping tree clad hill to the islands highest
point. There was no view as they were still surrounded by trees.
Nobody was inclined to climb up a tree to get a better view, so they
sat and rested in the shade at the base of a large tree. Carlus
wanted to know more about these two. He was silently kicking
himself for not bringing his PET. What an opportunity for him and
he had messed it up. Not intending to do any work that day and
never even guessing what was in store he had deliberately left it at
the house. Would he get another opportunity? He could possibly
waste another day at the farm, but really he should be getting on
with his mission. He had asked Jake to listen to the local news for
him, saying he always liked to be kept up to date with local affairs.
Jake had offered to record a couple of bulletins duing the day. If
anything broke he would have to leave immediately. He'd think of
some excuse and hope they would accept it. He knew he was unlikely
to get back to them before recall. He had five more days. If
nothing had happened by the end of that time, Control would assume
that whatever incidents were supposed to have happened were either
innocuous or the historical reports were inaccurate. Either way, he
would not be back this way again, ever. He felt a pang of anguish
at the prospect. For the first time in his life he meets two pre-
teen sex-sluts, not one but two. He had often dreamt of meeting a
little girl and somehow seducing her into sex with him. His
fantasies had always then been acted out on the Net. He had never
believed it would truly happen to him. Now it had happened in the
late twentieth century, almost one hundred and seventy years before
he was born. Marvellous. Momentarily he wondered if there was any
way to stay behind. If he tried to refuse recall, and theoretically
he could do so, they would send someone back for him. No way would
they tolerate a loose cannon from the 22nd century wandering around
on his own in this century. Their artelect would be blowing a fuse
if it had one, at all the possible mishaps that could occur. He was
so engrossed in his thoughts he became aware that Jeneel and Nooky
were looking at him expectantly, as if they had asked him a question.
"What? Did you ask me something?" he looked from one to the other.
They giggled.
"Silly, we wondered if you felt ready for another, you know..."
Jeneel's voice trailed off, the indelicasy of her request too much
even for her to phrase more clearly.
"You bet" was his answer. Boy, was he ready. He was going to fuck
these two before he left this island, provided they'd let him. What
if he got them pregnant? Rubbish, just not possible, they are both
too young. Or are they. he wondered? Nooky was about 8 or
possibly 9, Jeneel about 7, it had been heard of. Grief what would
Control do if that happened. Hang on, they would already know, it
had happened, about one hundred and seventy years ago. This made
him chuckle to himself, the girls looked at him questioningly.
"Nothing" was all he said. He certainly did not fancy the prospect
of trying to explain that to them. He rolled over towards Nooky and
wrapped his arms around her. She squealed in mock alarm and allowed
herself to be rolled over and on top of him. She weighed nothing at
all. For all her slightness of frame, she wriggled on top of him in
the most provocative and sinuous way. His cock already at half
attention sprang up. Nooky giggled at it as she felt it swell up
between them. Her hand went down between them and grasped it.
Carlus groaned. Nine years old going on thirtynine, was his reaction
to the way she uncannily knew how to provoke him. He felt a hand
helping to guide his cock towards Nooky's widespread legs. Hazily
he realized it was Jeneel, helping him to locate Nooky's sexual
opening. He felt her hand gently rubbing his penis up and down and
across Nooky's vulva. He didn't think he was going to be able to
hold off much longer. Despite having come only an hour or so
earlier, Carlus had never felt so sexually stimulated before in all
his sexual exploits on the Net. This was for REAL. He was sure
that it would hurt Nooky if he tried to penetrate her without careful
preparation, but she seemed to be willing him on, by pressing down
towards his cock. He rolled them over so that he was above her.
Very deliberately he aimed his cock and pushed forwards. He could
feel a slippery wetness and when he felt around her opening it was
very wet. Some was his own pre-cum, but most was obviously from
Nooky. He thought little girls of nine did not lubricate in this
way. He remembered a serious discussion about this in which a
doctor was explaining to their group (at least he claimed to be a
doctor), that there was only very limited lubrication from a pre-teen
child. Carlus thought either the man was spouting nonsense or Nooky
was a truly exceptional girl. All that had happened since he had
met them both, suggested this was the answer. They were both very
special, different from any other little girls that he had met.
Although there was the total lack of guile of an innocent child, this
was tempered by a sense of sexual provocativeness and sensuousness
that was terribly stimulating. For the thousandth time he wondered
were they aware of what they were doing? As these thoughts flashed
across his mind, he had manouevred himself so that his manhood was
just inside Nooky's entrance. He started to tell her that this
might hurt, when she amazingly put her finger to his lips in a sign
of silence and then pushed hard at him. He felt his cock slip
inside. Astonishingly, she showed no signs of discomfort, let alone
pain. There was no resistance, although very tight, his cock
slipped right inside as far as his length would allow. He could
feel a tight constriction completely enveloping his member. He was
in Heaven. Gently at first, he started pumping in and out. Each
time he felt his cock sinking in to the depth of his penis. One
remaining concious part of his brain was telling him this was simply
impossible. No nine year old could accommodate a grown man in this
way and certainly not on her first fuck. Yet, that was what was
happening. There was no denying it, he was fucking her and she was
accommodating him as if she were twice her age. Nooky was thrusting
back at him, each time he thrust forward, she would meet him, thrust
for thrust. She wrapped her little legs around him, as best she
could. Before he could continue any further Carlus blew his load.
He came and came. She was exquisite. Never had he felt so
stimulated, so aroused. Dimly through a red haze he could feel her
vaginal muscles tightening and relaxing around his cock. Gradually
he came down from his high and slowly allowed his cock to shrivel a
little before gently pulling out. Nooky still had her eyes closed
but breathed a sigh and then grasped his head in both arms and kissed
him gently on the lips. As his heartbeat slowed and he came back
into the land of the living, Carlus regarded Nooky lying there, then
leaned over her to gently brush his lips over her forehead.
"Thank you", he whispered. "That was the most wonderful experience
I have ever had".
"Me too", answered Nooky.
There was absolutely no doubt about it now, she was very experienced
sexually. As they lived miles from anywhere, this must be Jake's
doing, nothing else could explain it. To try and confirm his
suspicions, Carlus asked them did they have any relatives, uncles or
friends of the family visiting them. Both girls seemed not to want
to answer at first. This heightened his suspicions that maybe there
was somebody else involved. Eventually, with more prodding they
told him they had no other family or friends. So Carlus was back to
square one again, which meant Jake was again back in the frame.
Yet....
He moved towards Jeneel, feeling a little sorry for her as she had so
far missed out. He asked her if she would like a little treat.
She excitedly nodded her head, so Carlus gently spread her legs wide
apart and gently started licking her. He was now satiated, but felt
honor bound to give her some little pleasure. He was rewarded by
her pushing herself up to meet his tongue. Just like her sister,
she was very wet already. Seven years old and lubricating and
showing all the signs of an adults enjoyment. She started moaning
and then grasped his head, pushing it tightly up against her. He
could feel her tiny clitoris, rigidly standing proud, daring him to
excite it. His tongue found every little crevice and crease. He
pushed her upwards to allow him access to her bottom. She eagerly
complied by rolling backwards exposing her tiny rosebud for his
attention. He swiped it with his tongue, she groaned again, then he
carefully pushed his tongue towards its centre. He felt her respond
by relaxing her sphincter muscle and his tongue worked its way up
into her rectum. Momentarily he felt her tighten up on him, then
relax again. Grief, she was acting so experienced. After several
more seconds, he went back to her vulva. She had the most beautiful
looking little crease he had ever seen. Seven years old and she was
giving herself so eagerly. He was becoming aware that his cock was
again responding. Despite having shot his load twice already, he
was becoming aroused again. Could he fuck this one, he wondered?
She was younger than Nooky, yet she seemed so eager. Well there was
only one way to find out and that was to attempt it. As if reading
his thoughts Jeneel smiled and then rolled over onto her tummy then
onto her knees with her bottom sticking up in the air. She pointed
to her anus. Carlus was dumbfounded, surely not in there! He
hesitated then asked did she mean in her bottom? She nodded firmly.
Nooky came forward, having recovered from her exertions to tell him
it was alright, Jeneel liked it that way. Then even more
incredibly, Nooky started licking and sucking his rigid cock,
deliberately lubricating it. Then she spat on her hands and
introduced her spittle to her sisters anus. She then held his cock
at the portal and indicated he should proceed. Carlus decided to
add to the little lubrication of Jeneel, by doing the same and spat
onto his hands to help give some lubrication. He then gently began
the assault on Jennel's nether region. He was overwhelmed when he
felt his cockhead push through. There was no unconcious tightening
of Jeneel's bottom. She just relaxed and allowed him in. He
gripped her little thighs, dwarfed by his manly size. Momentarily
he thought of the monstrous act he was performing on this delicate
little child. There were no cries of pain, or even of tightening
up. She just allowed him to enter her. He felt the tight donut
ring of her sphincter muscles around his cock until he was buried up
to the hilt. Ordinarily he would always pause and take it in very
slow stages, at least this was how he did it in virtual reality on
the Net. Somehow, he felt that Jeneel was opening for him and was
allowing him to use her as he wished. Even in his fantasies, he had
never thought such a little child would take an adults cock so easily
and without demur. But Jeneel was now swaying gently and showing
all the signs of enjoyment. This was incredible. As if just
fucking her anally was not enough stimulation, but for her to start
on an orgasm at what he was doing, sent him into seventh Heaven. He
heaved into her, tightly holding her little hips. His body pressed
tightly up against her little frame. His cock pushed up as far as
it would go, into her frail girl child body. For the third time that
day, Carlus ejaculated. This time into the bowels of a little seven
year old. As he slowly pulled out, Carlus realized there was
something totally wrong with this whole situation. No way can a
seven year old get an orgasm from a grown man fucking her in the ass.
She must be faking it. Yet why? Why fake an orgasm. She
certainly faked well, for a while there he had been fooled. She
actually acted just as he would have imagined in a fantasy.
He rolled over then moved closer to her to give her a gentle hug.
"Thank you, my sweetest, Jeneel"
"Thank you kind Sir", she replied.
This made him open his eyes and look at her carefully.
"Please tell me, wherever did you learn to do that?" She lowered
her eyes in modesty or shame and didn't reply.
"Come on girls, please tell me, who have you done this with before?"
They looked a little sheepish, as if caught out in something. Nooky
took the lead "Can we leave it until we get home?" she asked. Home?
Leave it until we get home? Carlus felt his head swirl. Surely
these two were not going to calmy discuss this in front of their
mother and father, or were they? Again, Carlus felt the fear of
being found out. Grief, he would never get back, if this got out to
their parents. He would be very lucky if he survived five minutes
when that redneck hears about this. He may be the one responsible
for their knowledge, but no way was he ever going to admit it in
front of his wife. "Please, please, never mention this to anyone,
ever, particularly your mum or dad" he cried.
"Oh, don't worry about them, they won't mind in the least. In fact
they are expecting it". This from Nooky.
"I don't understand" was all Carlus could croak out. His mind was
reeling. From experienced little harlots, they were now acting as
the most innocent of little children, not understanding the enormity
of what they were suggesting. He had to stop them. How could he
convince them they simply must not mention it, at least until after
he had left.
"Look, I know we enjoyed this very much, but it would be very, very
embarassing for me if you tell either your mum or dad of what we have
done. Do you understand that girls?"
"It really is OK, honest" said Jeneel. "I know how this must seem
terribly frightening to you, but there is no need to be frightened,
you'll see", she added. These words from a little seven year old
seemed totally misplaced.
He realized he was not going to easily persuade them to keep quiet.
Carlus was now thinking of how he could get back ahead of them to get
his essential things and leap away as quickly as possible. To hell
with what happens later, he must get away before Jake comes after him
with that weapon. No matter how old fashioned, it would surely
kill. In fact Jake was a heavily built man used to heavy outdoor
work with muscles to match. Carlus was no match for such a man
after his years of dissipated living. He would flay him with one
hand behind his back.
Both girls could detect his distress and gently took his hands, one
each, and gently tried reassuring him, that there was nothing for him
to worry about. Nooky even started telling him that she knew how he
felt and but for the fact that she was not permitted to tell him
anything, she knew he had nothing to fear. He looked at her
closely. Jeneel smiled back.
"It really is OK - don't worry"
"We are not supposed to tell you anything, but honestly, trust us, we
know there is nothing for you to worry about at all". This from
little Jeneel. That sounded very grownup for a seven year old.
Momentarily, Carlus felt a shiver pass over him. What was
happening? There had been something worrying him all along about
these two. Their totally openly sexual, even provocative behaviour
towards him in plain view of their parents. He had felt
uncomfortable, on the one hand wishing to ignore it in front of the
parents, but on the other being very stimulated by their
precociousness.
Slowly they got up and started making their way back down the hill
towards the little hut where their things were. The sun was now
well into its late afternoon position. Time had flown. Carlus was
amazed how long they had been on the island. "Time to go, girls" he
muttered. He was still not feeling too confident of what lay in
store for him, despite their earlier comforting words. He dared not
even try and guess what was going on here.
They dressed and made their way back to the waiting boat. Something
was obviously in store, Carlus' mind was reeling. As he rowed them
back, his mind kept reminding him of the little oddities that kept
gnawing at him. Nothing made any sense at all. He had decided to
trust them. Goodness knows why, but he had realized there was
nothing else he could do. He could not just return without them to
pick up his things. To his credit, it would never have occurred to
Carlus to harm the children, to preserve their secret. His love for
children was total. He was a true pedophile, a lover of little
children, girls particularly. It would have horrified him if
someone had suggested that one solution to his dilemna would have
been to harm the children to preserve the secret.
Eventually they arrived back at the little farmstead with the sun
setting. There were long shadows streaking across the long grass
from the sparse trees. The girls unceremoniously marched into the
house, the door being ajar to help cool the interior. No air-
conditioning here, Carlus was reminded.
"Good timing" said Charm, "supper is ready".
During the meal, everybody was politely quiet. The parents only
asked cursorily had they enjoyed themselves. There was no
questioning of what they had got up to. Carlus was so glad he was
spared the embarassment of lying. He was not at all sure how the
girls would have answered, if asked. As it happened, the
opportunity never arose. After supper, Carlus once again helped with
the washing up. The girls were told to get ready for bed. Carlus
noticed that they never protested or made a fuss when asked to do
something. They always seemd so willing to please and obey. From
his admittedly falsely acquired knowledge, most kids made a
tremendous fuss to get their own way and delay going to bed for as
long as possible. Not these two. They skipped happily away into
their room to change.
After the washing up, before the children re-appeared the three grown
ups sat down in the small parlour. Jake looked up at Carlus and
completely threw him with: "I expect your wondering how those two
know as much about sex as any grown up, right?"
Carlus spluttered and muttered something like, "No, no, not really"
"Liar" from Jake, but said with a smile.
Carlus looked from one to other. He was now out of his depth.
Nothing could have prepared him for that opening. A gun pointed in
his face, fists raised, a temper he would have understood, but not
that. He was totally and well and truly flummoxed.
"You've come back from 2170 to try and sort out a little mishap back
here, right?"
"I, I..." Carlus didn't know how to answer. How could they have
found out. He had nothing incriminating in his belongings.
Control were very careful about matching periods to ensure total
secrecy is always preserved.
"Well, let me enlighten you. You are the cause of the mishap!"
"I don't understand, how could you know about me?" asked Carlus. He
realized his answer was an admission of fact. It would be difficult
to retract later if they were bluffing. Somehow, he realized this
was not a bluff. Jake really did know about him and the mission.
He knew the precise date in the next century from which he had
started his hop. It was pointless to try and keep up the bluff.
"You said I was the cause. In what way?" he asked.
"Your Control has sent you back as their instrument to try and fix a
small anomally they have detected, right? Oh, don't bother to deny
it, we know exactly how and when"
Jake looked at Carlus, then shook his head as if thinking something
over.
"Let me try and explain it to you. First of all we are not your
typical North American homesteaders. We are actually from a future
even further ahead than yours, the 23rd century actually. In your
time, you were still fumbling around trying to fix leaks in the
system from your first time jump attempts, right?" Carlus nodded,
still trying to absorb Jake's words. They were all from the future,
from his future. This was incredible!
"Well, as you might guess, considerable progress has been made in
scientific development from your time. We now have artelects that
are considerably more advanced than could even be imagined in your
time. Enormous steps have also been made in genetics and holo
genetic engineering. Those two" Jake nodded in the direction of the
girls bedroom, "how old do you think they are?" Carlus looked from
one to the other. Charm was smiling slightly, but otherwise was
leaving the explanation to her husband.
"I'm not sure. Jeneel is about seven, perhaps eight and I suppose
Nooky is around eight or possibly nine. I don't really know"
answered Carlus answered rather lamely.
"Hah. Would it surprise you if I told you that they are both around
sixteen years of age? In fact there is very little difference in
their true ages, despite their apparent differences on the surface!
In our time, we have learnt to control growth and aging. Those two
are Gelfs. That means Genetically Engineered Life Forms". Oh,
they're considered human and enjoy all the rights and privileges of
teenagers in our time, but they are manufactured from genetically
modified DNA. They were not conceived in the normal way, but in
vitrio, in glass, as they say. Many attempts have been made by
Governments to control genetic experimentation. But there was
always someone somewhere willing to pay the price for the research
and development. The benefits to the winner completely outweighed
the moral dilemnas. As our Great Uncle Sam never misses a way to
make money, our Government had to play along, secretly at first, then
more openly as the stakes became higher. Originally, the research
was very wide-ranging. However, after human cloning became
feasible, more esoteric and specialised research took an interest.
One of the offshoots of this research were "children" who never grow
up. That's right. Those two will always be the same age until
they die of old age, which in our time means many hundreds of years
hence. The research is still ongoing. In fact the most
significant breakthroughs have been quite recent, within the last
thirty years. Gelfs are to date still aged in their teens or twenties
at most. Those two are even more specialised. Not only are they
designed to retain their little girl forms indefinitely, they were
specifically designed to be attracted to a grown man, you"
Carlus was overwhelmed. Was there no end to the surprises?
"Attracted, to me..., I don't understand this at all" he muttered.
Jake continued with his explanation:
"In our time, we are systematically going over each of the earlier
attempts at time travel corrections, that your time were doing. Our
calculations showed that the best way to short circuit these problems
was to provoke them in a controlled way and to allow it to happen,
but always be in control of its outcome. Hence our knowledge of
your pedophiliac leanings"
(Carlus immediately flushed red and looked at the floor).
"So we arranged to be here before your arrival. It was your
intention to take a mental snapshot of a little girl back with you,
correct?" Jake continued without waiting for Carlus' answer, "We
are here to ensure that goes ahead, but with our choice of child, in
fact we have provided two for you. You are welcome to take the PET
snap of both back with you to your time. Naturally, we will return
to our time. Obviously this means there is no need for you to visit
the village now. In fact, we most strongly forbid you to visit it.
Is all this clear?"
No wonder the girls had been so reassuring about their parents
understanding things. Questions were nevertheless piling up in
Carlus' head. "Where did they learn so much about sex?"
"Sex. Yes, that is very important to you, isn't it?" Carlus felt
himself flushing again. "Oh don't worry, we are not condemning you.
In our time research has shown that pedos come in all shapes and
types. We can screen it before birth now and can make the necessary
changes if the parents desire it. Surprisingly, most do not want
any changes. Suggesting that one or more of the parents are of the
same leanings and do not want to deny their offspring their same
predilections. Also, because of Gelfs, it is impossible to
legislate against so-called adult/"child" relationships. To deny a
twenty year old a sexual outlet just because through no fault of her
own, she is a child lookalike, is cruel in the extreme and patently
absurd. Naturally, some Governments including ours, tried to block
Gelfs. But the desire for them was so strong from certain quarters
and because other Governments were more than happy to receive large
payments for "conceiving" them, the research could not be stopped, or
even slowed. Of course, most are not stopped at a childs age, but
more usually around 18 years. They can also be programmed to enjoy
almost any sexual deviation that comes to mind. Those two were
screened to be very similar in their desires to yours, i.e. straight
forward mostly heterosexual vaginal/anal penetration plus the usual
fellatio and cunnylingus sidelines. They have no psychological or
moral problem with their shape and size. They know exactly what
they are and how they will remain. Careful counselling, plus this
aspect of acceptance is strongly imprinted in their programming and
personas. Of course, there are many people who pay very handsomely
to buy the aquaintance of such creatures. We had to be sure that
they would attract you, to ensure success of the mission. I assume
you fucked them both today?"
This last sentence spoken as a question. Before Carlus could
properly answer, Charm broke in. "Don't worry, they are not really
our little girls. We were chosen because neither of us, Jake or me,
are sexually interested in children. This was to ensure no
jealousies on our part towards you"
"This is absolutely incredible" Carlus had at last managed to
digest some of what had been told him. "I had a suspicion of
something, but I couldn't put my finger on it"
"But you put your dick in, didn't you?" This from Jake with a sly
grin.
"Hold on, Jake, remember this is why we are here" from Charm.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know, but I couldn't resist it"
"Although our society's tolerance towards pedophiliacs is far better
than in your era, let alone the almost hysterical intolerance of this
era, the late twentieth century, there remains nevertheless some
animosity towards such people. I think that was Jake's intolerance
showing through. But he isn't really upset with you. On the
contrary, all has gone according to plan, as far as we are concerned,
don't you agree, Jake?" Jake agreed.
"Now you want to record their psyches onto your little toy, right?"
This was Jake. Carlus nodded.
"Well, we might as well do it tonight as anytime" said Jake and with
that got up and tapped on the girls bedroom door. "Perhaps you
should get your machine ready" from Charm.
"I don't understand. I thought the whole purpose was to frustrate
me in my attempts to interfere with this centuries events?" he asked.
"On the contrary, we allow this interference, but on our terms. In
fact you are not interfering with the people from this century, but
people from the future who know exactly what is happening and why"
said Jake. By now the two little children, for that is still how
Carlus saw them, came tripping in wearing their baby doll pj's.
They still act like very young kids, even if they are in their teens,
thought Carlus. Charm, being a woman and more perceptive of Carlus'
thoughts, said:
"They are deliberately programmed to act like little children as well
as look like them. They share the same interests that little girls
of seven and nine would normally share, dolls, sweets, cuddles but
also uniquely a strong sexual appetite, as you have found out today"
laughed Charm. "Their bodies are designed to accept full sexual
intercourse, vaginally and anally without pain or injury" continues
Charm. Spoken like that in front of what ostensibly were little
children almost shocked Carlus. But he was at last beginning to
understand what it was all about. Carlus was very curious to know
who had taught them so expertly, but thought such a crude question
would not be in keeping with the friendly atmosphere in the room.
He had a suspicion that had he had the gall to ask, it would have
been answered with total frankness. Perhaps later, he thought to
himself.
"Right, Carlus, go and get your things and let's get this PET psyche
recording out of the way", this from Jake.
Carlus fetched his bag and opened it up. The little gadget was
quite small, about two inches by one inch by a half an inch in
thickness. Easily concealed in his bag.
"It works better if they are sexually aroused" he said rather lamely
and a little embarassingly.
"Right, we will leave you" said Jake and he and Charm left for their
bedroom. Alone with the two "little girls", Carlus suddenly felt at
a loss. With the realization that all his carefully and secretly
made plans were known to a future generation and worse, had been
carefully studied, made him feel inadequate. What a little fool he
must appear to these people. The more he dwelt on it, the worse he
felt. He felt suddenly tired and rather angry at the way it seemed
he had been manipulated. An inner part of him rejected these
feelings, telling him he was just a victim of circumstances, but the
feelings persisted.
He turned to the girls who were waiting patiently for him,
"Sorry girls, I'm not up to it tonight. Do you mind if we leave it
for now, perhaps tomorrow?" They shrugged. He thought they were a
little disappointed, but accepted his words without argument.
"Look, I'm really sorry, but I just don't feel in the right mood
tonight. Can we just talk?" They came around him, Jeneel sat near
him on the couch and Nooky sat on the floor with her arms around her
knees, giving him a delectable sight of her little pubes. Neither
wore any panties under the baby doll PJ's.
"How long have you been preparing for this trip?" he asked them both.
The girls shrugged, turned to each other as if for confirmation of
their thoughts. Nooky answered him. "I'm not sure, but at least two
years. Nobody told us at first what it was about, it was only in
the last six months that we were introduced to your avatar from
historical recordings at the Center."
"Yes, we were designed to match your sexual preferences profile of
the ideal little girl. This also means we would both be attracted
to you very strongly. This was necessary and of course, we knew you
would be attracted to us", this said with a little giggle from
Jeneel.
"At first it was all sorts of boring things, such as profile tests
and lessons about this area, which we had to explore in VR. The
lessons started out at monthly intervals then weekly, then almost
daily. It only got interesting when we met your avatar and were
allowed to experiment sexually" said Jeneel.
"Yeah... that was great, but not as great as today" from Nooky.
"How do you feel about yourselves, knowing you'll always be kids?"
asked Carlus.
"No problemo. We like being kids. We can do all sorts of things
that grownups can't. We can always play in the parks, go on the
rides and it's great. We'll finish in the Gelf school in a couple
of years then we can enjoy ourselves for ever and ever" said Nooky.
"What we'd really like is to live for ever and ever with you" Nooky
said this and looked up at him shyly. Grief the way she flutters
her eyelashes really churns me up, thought Carlus. They were sexual
precociousness personified. He felt the first stirrings in his
loins.
"When must you go back" he asked them.
"I think in about two days" replied Jeneel.
"Only two days - that's not very long for us" said Carlus. The
girls looked sad. It seemed incredibly heartless for some future
people to expend all this effort in finding a perfect sexual match,
preparing and training them for years just so that he could copy
their psyches and effectively take them into their past. Just two
days, it will pass so quickly. How can I extend it, he wondered?
They all three sat quietly, each busy with their own thoughts. The
girls seemed to just enjoy his company. It was sufficient that he
was near them. His wildest imaginings could not have prepared him
for such creatures. He had to keep reminding himself that they were
sixteen years old, not the seven or eight that they looked. No
matter how carefully he studied them, they still looked exactly the
age he had first thought they were. Even their body gestures and
childish expressions they pulled. He remembered what he had been
told about them. They had been genetically developed to be just
children. To grow to their predetermined age and then stop.
Although genetic engineering had made enormous progress during the
21st century and during his, it still seemed almost magic that such
cleverness could be done in only another one hundred years after his
time. He wondered what the far distant future might hold. At
least their future generation did not baulk at pedophilia. He
remembered that during the latter part of the 20th century there had
been an almost fanatical intolerance to any form of pedophiliac
activity. All such people were tarred with the same brush. No
distinction had been made between the benign pedos (as they were
nowadays called) and the malignant, brutal and sadistic pedos that
harmed, even murdered children. Incredibly, the general public
believed all pedos had such evil tendencies. No allowance was made
for childrens own sexuality. Any sexual activity between a child
and an adult was considered "abuse" of the child. Families were
broken up, fathers (or sometimes mothers) jailed and permanently
separated from their loving off-spring. The children were then
subjected to months of "counselling" to bend their mind into the
belief that they had been taken advantage off. They were encouraged
to feel rage and disgust at what had happened. No wonder they grew
up totally mixed up, thought Carlus. Thank goodness in his time, a
more mature attitude was now much more prevalent. Although not
legal, there were many instances where the authorities ignored or at
least took no formal action where such incidents came to light.
Provided the child made no complaint, then the matter was usually
allowed to drop. Only if the parents insisted on action being taken
where, say, a stranger had taken advantage of their child would a
prosecution follow. Carlus wondered what the situation was like in
these children's time. From what he had been told, it seemed an
even more relaxed attitude was the norm. For the authorities to
produce and allow to be used, little kids such as these two,
suggested a far more liberal attitude.
"Tell me" he asked, "are there many others like yourselves?"
"Oh, yes, there are several hundred in our school" said Nooky. "Mind
you, they come from a large area, some from several hundred miles
away"
"How are you made, or rather where do you come from. I mean, are you
somebody's children, did your parents want you to be little kids for
ever, or what?"
"I'm not sure about others, but we were from frozen stored DNA
modified specifically for the purpose. They always do a computer
VR of gelfs before actually going ahead" said Jeneel.
"Yeah, but we usually have sponsors, they are people who would want
to adopt us" said Nooky.
"We were sponsored by the Team. The Team are responsible for
sending us back and controlling Time Event distortions, such as this
one. Of course, there are other Gelfs. Not all are kids, like us.
Some are teens or even older, I think. The ones in our school are
mostly between designated (which means their look-like) ages of seven
to eighteen" added Jeneel.
"But we all leave school at our actual age of eighteen" said Nooky,
"unless we go on to university." Put in Jeneel.
"Or we can leave earlier, if we wish" added Nooky
"Interesting", muttered Carlus to himself.
So it seems they have no parents to go back to, thought Carlus.
Little wonder they wanted to stay with him. Carlus' mind was
racing. There must surely be some way to prevent them being
separated. He was idly gently caressing Nooky's hair, separating
the locks as it streamed down her back. Such wonderful creatures...
The following morning he awoke on the cot alone. No sign of the
"children". He could here sounds from the kitchen suggesting
someone was busy preparing breakfast. Before getting up, he mused
over the previous evenings events. In the cold light of day, it
seemed very unlikely, almost impossible. Yet the thought of being
separated from these two angels caused his heart to sink. Just two
days left, no less now. One day left. That will fly by. Still,
he would at least have two perfect personas to take back with him.
He could claim success at the mission. How he would explain his
success was more worrying. To tell Control he had been supplied
with two delectable kids to fuck to satisfy his sexual hunger to
prevent him entering the town to ensure his interference in that age
was circumvented, was going to be very difficult to explain. He
felt terror at the prospect. He was the architect of the problem
that Control had detected and yet was using him to smooth away. No
wonder a later age had felt it necessary to over-ride these earlier
interferences. Possibly an even later age, even further into the
future would take an even deeper interest in what was going on.
Perhaps this scenario was repeated endlessly until the end of time.
Carlus felt his head reeling at these thoughts. He gave up and
decided it was time to shower. He could smell something wonderful
cooking, like bacon and eggs. Oh yes, he thought, some things just
do not change and the smell of bacon and eggs cooking is one of them.
Breakfast was taken in a sombre mood. Everyone seemed preoccupied
with their own thoughts. When Carlus explained that he had not felt
able to take the kids personas the previous evening, Charm smiled and
said she understood. She then suggested that perhaps another picnic
lunch and visit to the island may be a good idea. Carlus and the
girls brightened at this suggestion.
Later in the little hut on the island, Carlus sat down with the girls
and opened his PET. They were already undressed. He felt a little
cold blooded about it, but remembered this was his purpose, the
reason for his visit. Although unknown to his Control, a later
Control knew about this necessity, so he had to fulfil the mission.
He smiled at the two "children". He still thought of them as
children, exactly as they do themselves, he reminded himself.
"Ready" he announced.
"What do you want us to do?" asked Jeneel.
"First just relax. Then I'll put this little headband around each
of your heads in turn and then let me gently fondle and caress you
both".
"The caressing and fondling sounds like fun" this from Nooky.
"Yeah, come on, lets fuck as well" from Jeneel.
"I've no experiences of how this works, but it should increase the
intensity and amount of info that can be gleaned" said Carlus, "It
works by tapping into various regions of your brain, don't worry you
won't feel a thing, but the more aroused you are, the more effective
and stronger the transfer" added Carlus.
With that he put the headband onto Nooky first then gently started
fondling her little vulva. She immediately relaxed against him.
The Heavenly way she relaxed onto him, totally trusting and enjoying
his caresses, turned him on tremendously. He could feel her
breathing changing into a series of little gasps. He was still
being surprised at the way a little child could act and respond in
such an adult way to a sexual touch. Her vagina was producing
copious quantities of fluid. She opened her legs in an invitation
for him to explore more fully. This little gesture of cooperation
was itself a turn-on to Carlus. His Net meetings had responded in
some such ways, but there was never these totally open and loving
feelings. It was lust, not love, he mused. Yes, that was the
essential difference. He knew he genuinely loved these two. The
way they responded to him, told him they felt exactly the same way
towards him. Obviously, it was because of their genetic programming,
but so what? Whether it is artifically induced or whether it is a
fortuitous act of Nature, the result is what counts. He knew that
the result of their meeting was strong mutual attractions. He felt
no concience at his sexual interaction with them. Why should he?
He never had felt it previously with his "little girl" meetings
on the Net. True, they were mostly atavars of people possibly older
than him, but these two were not exactly babies. He gently rolled
Nooky onto her back and knowing she was fully aroused, gently pushed
his cock against her little portal. She responded by helping him
find her entrance. She took his penis in her little hand and
pointed it at her vaginal entrance. As he felt it slip up inside,
the tightness of the opening around his swollen member was the most
equisite thing he could remember. He gently thrust back and forth,
Nooky matched his body movements with hers. She thrust her little
frame up to meet him. She had her eyes closed in exctasy. Her
movements became more frenetic, gasps came from her then finally in
one last upwards thrust, she shrieked his name. Her arms were
tightly wrapped around his neck, and she held onto him as her spasms
gradually died down. Carlus had not ejaculated, certainly not
through
lack of stimulation but because he was concentrating on the job at
hand, but he still felt the need to come. He felt another body
close by and then realized little Jeneel had been patiently awaiting
her turn. That was one of the most striking things about these two,
he thought, their total lack of jealousy or greed. They were happy
to share him totally, to allow the other her moment of pleasure
unhindered. He turned towards the other little body and gently
kissed Jeneel on the cheek. She turned and smiled at him. He felt
an enormous surge of love for them both. He looked at his machine,
it was blinking rapidly, telling him it had succeeded in capturing
the persona. He pressed a few buttons to check the contents were
safely stored away, then removed the headband and transferred it to
Jeneel. She accepted it meekly then smilingly stole a quick kiss.
He realized she was the more extrovert one of the two. His penis
was still hard. Nooky now moved down his body and held it in her
little hands in the manner of an acolyte worshiping at a shrine. To
her it was a shrine. She was programmed to worship him and his
sexual organ. She gently took it into her sweet mouth. He felt
her tongue wrapping itself around his cock head. She was an expert
at sucking. His hands meanwhile were feeling all around Jeneels
body. She, like Nooky, accepted whatever he chose to do. As his
fingers found her openings, she positioned her body for easier access
into those regions he wished to caress. He laid Jeneel down and
moved down her torso to her sweet little girl vulva. So plumply
protruding. She offered herself to him openly, almost brazenly.
He gently tongued her sex. Like Nooky she quickly responded to his
ministrations. He needed to cum. He spread himself above her
frame and gently pulled her legs up and allowed them to splay open.
His cock found her cunt. He felt small hands, Nooky's, helping him
position his cock at Jeneels vaginal entrance. He could feel the
wet slipperiness of his pre-cum and Jeneel's libations. His cock
slipped inside, effortlessly. He pushed and without strain he felt
it travelling up the length of her little girl vagina. The equisite
tightness of her tiny vagina and the way she controlled her vaginal
muscles was a revelation to Carlus. No Net meeting was ever so
wanton or exciting as this. Jeneel's body quickly adjusted to his
thrustings, meeting thrust with thrust. He allowed his cock full
reign. One moment almost outside the entrance, the next tightly up
inside her child body. Within moments, Carlus, felt his orgasm
overcome him. He spurted and spurted up inside her body. His seed
must be covering her little girl cervix and womb. Grief, she was
really sixteen, could she conceive? He had forgotten to ask that.
As he calmed down from his orgasmic high, he gently removed his penis
from Jeneel's body.
"I love you both" he whispered to them.
They responded to this by each cuddling up to him and repeating it
back to him.
Carlus was back in 2170. He was sitting in his cosset chair his
mindset plugged in ready to go "live". Something stopped him. It
was now three weeks since his return from his hop to 1998. Control
had been presented with a scenario already prepared by their future
descendant control which seemed to satisfy them. The errors they
had detected seemed to be ironed out to their satisfaction. No
further action was required. He, Carlus, however felt lost. His
attachment to those two little girls was still hanging over him.
Commonsense told him it was useless to pine for their company, it was
over. They had not even been born yet. Born, hah! They had
never been born, he reminded himself. In vitrio fertilisation was
their start in life. It was no good. Trying to rationalize away
his feelings. He felt lost and very lonely. What if he could
convince Control that there was still something that needed doing,
something he had forgotten to tell them. Maybe they would send him
back and he could contrive to change their parting. Perhaps flee
with them somewhere. He realized such musings were just that.
There was nothing he could do now. Control would not just send him
back on some cobbled up excuse. Their expert analysis had shown an
event had been avoided, period. That was it. No more hops, at
least not to that time slot. These thoughts only served to cause
his misery to be deepened. He idly thought that he had not even
joined his favorite groups since his return. Actually he had not
been on the Net at all since his return, such was his longing for
those two. Bah! he thought. I must get out of this torpor.
Perhaps a couple of meetings with Wendy, that lovely seven year old
who could suck him dry. He reached for some soft tissues. Although
all these escapades on the Net were simply virtual reality,
nevertheless, their erotic fulfillment still caused major
ejaculations, just as if he were having full and real contact. He
wrapped the tissue around his turgid cock and switched on the
mindset. Instantly his mind was in his favourite "start" room. He
called out in his mind for some company. His artelect had already
sounded his sub-concious and had sorted the request to ensue a
contact with someone who would excite him and he could intermingle
with. A few moments went by, then he heard a little girl giggle.
For some reason, he could not see her. The comm channel was fully
open, but he could only sense darkness. Then a small hand held his
and another childish giggle. This told him there were two of them.
Then a small mouth found his. He felt a little snakelike tongue
pushing into his mouth. Despite himself, his penis engorged. His
mind was still on Nooky and Jeneel. As he thought their names, the
room came alive, he looked at his two companions and incredibly there
were Nooky and Jeneel. For a few seconds Carlus thought the
artelect had warped their images from his subconcious. It surely
must be. Then they spoke to him: "Hello Carlus. Remember us?"
"We wanted to meet you again. Did you miss us. We have been
waiting for you to come on line. Why didn't you?"
"Is it really you?" he found himself asking.
"Of course, silly"
"But how? I thought you were not born until another hundred
years time? What's going on? I don't understand" said Carlus
"It's a long story. Our Control felt so sorry for us after our
return. They were well pleased with what we had achieved, but we
were totally miserable without you. They had done such a good job
conditioning us to attract you, we could not easily be re-programmed.
So they said we could talk to you to see if there was some
arrangement we could come to."
"Arrangement? What arrangement? Or rather, yes, any arrangement.
I've missed you girls so much. That was why I have not been online.
I just felt too miserable without you. Does this mean we can go on
meeting on the mindset?"
"No, not really. This is a one time thing. Not normally allowed
in case someone hacks into our union and reads what is going on.
Not really likely, of course, but our Control are totally paranoid
about anybody finding out what is in store for the future."
"So, what does this mean? Just one last meeting? That is awful,
girls. More torture for me. Better that you had just left me."
"No, we don't think so. At least not after you hear what we have to
say. We can take you into our century - really - if you wish. Our
Control have made this exception. They believe that after an
analysis of your psyche, that you may be unstable and could pursue
some direction that may cause further problems for them. So they
have offered us the chance to talk to you and if you wish, to take
you into our future time. Do you want that?" This was Nooky.
"Please, say yes" from Jeneel.
"Oh girls. Of course I will say yes. Can we go now?"
"No in just two days. Can you do that?"
"You bet I can" was his answer.
They discussed details and Carlus signed off, his head ringing.
What an upturn. He was mentally kicking himself for not going
online earlier, weeks back. These two had been waiting for him.
Then he reminded himself, three weeks to him, but of course nothing
to those in the future. They had simply set their machine to find
him the first time he came back online.
Carlus decided he would need money in a hundred years time. His
plan was to immediately contact one of the Company's lawyers. He
summoned him to a meeting first thing the next morning. He allowed
his mind to wander and to think about the lawyers meeting the next
morning and then decided on an early night. A rare thing for
Carlus.
At his lawyer's meeting, Carlus had him compose a legal document in
the form of a letter to one of the major banks. The lawyer was
sufficiently well paid and discreet not to question Carlus' actions.
He took the letter personally to the bank and instructed them to open
a special deposit in his name. He deposited the lawyer's letter
together with half of a one hundred Dollar bill for future
identification of the bearer. This was deposited in one of the banks
safe deposit vaults. He then opened a special reserve deposit
account and transferred five hundred million Dollars. With more time,
he could have arranged to sell some of his holdings, worth tens of
times that, but time was against him. Funny that, he thought to
himself, time is against me, well not really. Five hundred million
should be enough he thought to himself. The interest although low
because it was in a high security gilt edged deposit, nevertheless
would build up its value over the next hundred years. He told the
Bank he was leaving it for one of his future descendants as a hedge
against a collapse in the world economy. They may not have
understood him, they may even have suspected him to be slightly
mentally deranged, but as it meant profits for them, guaranteed for
many, many years to come, they were happy to indulge him. Yes, he
thought to himself, money talks, in fact it screams.
As arranged with the girls, he came online at precisely the time
agreed with them. They just wanted assurances that he was still
sure he wanted to travel into their time, which he adamantly assured
them he did. He could perceive that there was a third party
present, but not visible. Probably someone from their Control, he
assumed. Again, as instructed by them, he shut down his system.
Packed just one small case and sat on the edge of his chair in eager
anticipation.
His discreetly lit apartment, suddenly went dark and the next moment
he was sitting in a chair in a brightly lit room. It looked like
some institution or other. Time does not change Government
organizations, Carlus thought. The strictly practical furnishings
and doors, looked similar to his century. His head cleared and then
just as he was going to get up and investigate, the door opened and
in came his two girls. Nooky and Jeneel threw their arms around him
in joy. He kissed one then the other.
"Oh, we're so happy. This is all we wanted, just you" from
Jeneel.
"Oh girls, you're killing me" said Carlus, but really feeling so
flattered at their adulatory attention.
"Oh sorry, Carlus" Nooky sprang back with a little alarm.
"Just kidding, Nooky. I love you both to death. This is the best
way to go, with two of the most pretty little misses hanging around
my neck. What happens now?" he asked.
"Now we take you home" They said.
"We have an apartment not far from here. This building is our
Control. We worked here preparing for the meeting with you. We
have both left school now, so we can do whatever we like. We decided
living with you was going to be so much fun, we chose to leave early.
Of course, now we get a Government allowance because not many people
can employ child Gelfs. The Government don't want us to get
exploited, so we have this allowance. Living together, means we can
share our expenses so we have enough to live fairly well." This
from Jeneel.
"Don't worry about money, girls. I have made arrangements, we
will have more than enough to live on and some over. I made a
deposit in the last century, before I left, so that should be worth
quite a bit by now."
"Oh, great. We can live together for ever" said Nooky.
"For ever and ever" repeated Jeneel.
"For ever and ever and ever." confirmed Carlus.
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Author's note: If you live in the early 21st century, you will need
to ensure your privacy whilst online by learning about anonymity and
encryption. Read the many fine FAQ's about encryption before doing
something you might regret. Of course, if you are fortunate enough
to live in the 22nd century, such luxuries are standard with your
artelect. Happy browsing.