August Moone
Book 3
Sidetrips
Chapter 11
Dead Reckoning

	He awoke with a startle.  Disorientation came nextly.  Followed by hot and cold sweats.  It was dark, that didn’t help.  There were no memories to cling to to help him in gleaning Where & Who he was.  Was he dreaming?  Was it all a dream?  There were images, strange and disturbing, peoples, places, happenstances he couldn’t fathom or latch on to.
	He decided at length that there was nothing to do but let his mind catch up, he had patience--he hoped.  He was tired, and hungry.  His eyes were taking their time to focus, his nose detected the smell of odor, body odor.  He assumed that it was his…
	The hunger pain began to increase, so did a throbbing headache.  His ears sounded muffled, or actually, all sounds coming to the ears sounded muffled, as if he were underwater.  
	(but he wasn’t)
	There was a little chill.
	A mustiness, too.
	And all too damn quiet.
	Suddenly, beside him a form sat up, boldly and quickly.  Breathing hard and in a near panic.  He could just barely make out the form, it wasn’t overly recognizable at the moment.  The other form turned its head to stare at him, too.
	The sound of galloping horses filled his noggin.  The rush of water, tambourines and chanting echoed in the background.  Not good.  He smelled what smelled like fire, sulfur and blood!  Panic began to set inside him, thrive and cause him to tremble so.
	“August?” cooed a voice.
	The voice was like an angel, driving away the maddening sodomizing Indians, the Indians of the Purple Schlong, the night of hell from the Black Canyon his trip of undertaking way back in the beginning.
	“C-charlotte!” he quipped.  Son-of-a-bitch!  He sighed and hugged her.  She hugged back and wouldn’t let go.
	“Where the hell our we, now!?” she bitched.
	He shook his head, he had no fucking idea.
	His memories flooded with the grandpa, Noah and his kids, the two girl horsey lovers, the other kids.  The cabin/village, the strange new world.  His eyes continued to adjust until he determined that he was back.  Homeworld, and inside the van!
	Outside was dark.  It was a little chilly, no moon.
	His mega RV was there, a small assortment of various vehicles.  His mind was still a little befuddled, but that was okay, he was home.  He did miss Noah and the others.  The place they had come to was good and a good place to make a go of life.  Maybe he could find it.
	The Device in his mind was gone, again, offline.
	Charlotte couldn’t seem detect hers either.
	It was mid morning sometime, no need in waking the others, he couldn’t wait to see Wendsy--she would be so pleased to see him!  (ut oh)

	  The events of what had happened to them during their Out of Body Experience was incredible; August was used to it, Charlotte wasn’t.  It was most distressing as well as interesting.  (She could do without it, though.)  As most often, the OBE left them drained.  Their mind and body weakened and in serious need of recuperating.
	Learning that Gunther and Wendsy had been gone for some time pissed August off.  With all that was happening in the world let alone right where they were, August would prefer everyone to be in one spot.  
	Greatly he missed the others from the village, a good friendship was blossoming there, it was a strange universe to be sure, but it seemed fairly stable, unaffected by strife of millions of peoples not getting along with one another and having the capabilities of having weapons of mass destruction in several methods.
	Leaving the Grandpa in such a lurch didn’t sit well with August, he hoped to be able to return to him.  He had no map of where the Village was, and he had an idea that the Other Side was comprised of several dozen intricate mini universes.  Closed or otherwise.  Locating a single particular one could really be something.
	He learned also during his “absence” that the world (as a whole) was going to Hell in a Hand Basket.  The Super Powers and other wanna be powers were pushing and shoving one another around, barking and farting and see who could be the biggest bully on the block.  The thing was, though, the “bullies” had biological and nuclear weapons to back them up.
	It was getting rough and the nations of the world were one step away from declaring Martial Law.  That would seriously put a damper on August’s pursuit of finding Wendsy and a doorway to the OtherSide.
	August touched basis with those still with him:
	Other than Charlotte, his so-so brainwashed life mate, Charlotte, the former television reporter from Arizona, there was the wondrous naughty babysitter girls (and their associates):  there was Kristy, Mary Anne, Claudia, Stacie, and Dawn.  They were lovely lasses in their early teens; associate members Mallory and Cheri were pre-teens.  Logan and Brock were along, too; they were early teen boy heart throbs who were equally naughty.
	Then there was Karen, Kristy’s six year old step-sister.  Charlotte was a cutey who was also six, then there was Courtney who was a darling at seven years.  Three boys were along, Kevin, Kyle, and Jackie, at seven and eight years young.
	Ara Lee was Claudia’s mother, she was the very naughty dope smoking mother of whom she was having a serious sexual fling with oldest daughter Megan, who was also along for the enduring sex fest ride of a lifetime.
	Encountered along the way was Alice & Tommy.  Alice was the mother in transit from New Jersey crossing the great trouble country with teenage son, Tommy, seeking a new life in a far away place.  Both were hot for one another and fit right in with August and Co.
	Also encountered along the way was Julie, Minn, and Chip.  Sweet kids, the girls were ten while the boy was a lanky framed geekoid boy of twelve.  Christian brother & sister Krista and Kirk were soon encountered and brought into the fray; and lastly was the Dawson family, encountered at the rest stop where the whirlwind adventure for August began; the bus incident and then the Out of Body Experience notched up to the tenth degree.
	August hadn’t much involvement with the Dawson’s, he was already deep in his bus shenanigans at the time.  Charlotte and Alice and checked out the family, traveling in a medium sized RV.
	They were a nice enough family, young, friendly, strange.  After August’s mind had cleared he quickly picked up on the diodes attached to the temples of the family, all except the serious geeky boy Jamie and his father.
	With his Device-powers offline, determining exactly what was up with the new family would have to be done later or on the very sly.  With the missing Wendsy and Gunther (Danny, September, Rusty) August was in little mood to be too snoopy just yet.
	There was another favorite of his, one of his firsts, Winnie.  After his return from the OBE, he rested with her and made steady love to her.  It helped clear his mind.  He had hoped that there would be some mental power between he and the strange girl, Wendsy.  But there was nothing.
	Very young teen Winnie, acquired from near the near beginning of his cross country romp, pleased him and pleased him repeatedly.  Charlotte took on Logan and Brock, fondled the younger boys, then slept (after a bite to eat.)
	August, though, tired (from the OBE), couldn’t sleep.  He wanted Wendsy and the others with him.  What had happened.  He felt something bad.  But he didn’t know.  Gunther.  The man loomed up in his mind, he was a man August knew better than to trust explicitly.  Something had happened and it involved Gunther Tallywick.

	Ted Dawson.  Tall, early thirties, geek-scientist, thought himself quite the witty man-hunk, incredibly smart/intelligent, but lacked manliness--so he faked it.  But other than that he was a cool guy.
	His wife, Joanne--she was hot.  Not too terrifically hot, but hot enough.  All the boys of August’s group wanted to sink their bones in her.  She was a short haired blonde, perky, lovely personality, sweet, flirtatious and apparently under some spell of husband Ted.
	Jamie.  A pudgy fella, not seriously overweight, just pudgy.  He was swaggeredly in his step and stance.  He came off as a junior-jock wanna-be at his junior high school and a self-proclaimed lady-killer though he was mostly lame in both departments.  A lover of basketball and milkshakes, the boy wasn’t inclined to follow in his father’s footsteps, instead the boy sought for a life of adventure and sports. 
	Vicki.  Vicki was for the most part an average child of ten.  She, too, was equipped with green lit diodes on the side of her temples, mostly concealed by her lovely rich dark hair.  She was a sweet child, incredibly polite, spoke well and very distinctively.  She ran amok with the other children; laughed and carried on typically as such a child her age should, but she wasn’t fooling August, he detected (w/o the Device) that there was something amiss with her.
	Then there was the third child, Harriet.
	Harriet was a red headed child, very skinny, incredibly perky and near constantly on the go.  Nosy and hyperactive, the girl seemed to be Jamie's anathema yet most faithful best friend. (Although at the first introduction she was passed off as the Dawson’s third child.)  Harriet has a lifelong infatuation or possessiveness toward Jamie this side of maudlin, to imagine a marriage with him. She was a loud tomboy and a cutesome charmer.
	 Soon August was up to his old tricks--sneakingly spying.  It was the best way to get the goods on someone, although Alice and Charlotte, and Ara Lee, already confirmed that the Dawson’s were perfect to fit in with the August clan, August had to see and check out for himself.

	The third night of his OBE return he was enlightened to see the young girl Harriet, naked on the rear bed of the Dawson family RV, her freckled legs up along Mr. Dawson’s chest, his manly cock buried to the hilt in her young body.  Jamie was at her face, his cock in her mouth.  
	Behind him was the lovely “perky” Ms. Dawson.  Naked with her hand up between her son’s legs, clutching his ball sac.  Her face pressed to her son’s ass, kissing and licking his ass flesh.
	Masturbating in a corner on the bed was the lovely naked Vicki.
	A happy-happy family.
	
	As it happened, while he still brooded and fumed at whatever had happened to Gunther and the other kids, Ted Dawson was privy to some spying on his own.  It was the 5th day since the return from the Ultimate Out of Body Experience, slowly the Device in August’s noggin had began to flicker back to life.  This allowed him pre-knowledge of Ted’s snooping outside the Mega RV.
	The great bus incident and other “incidents” in the immediate area had taken their toil on the peoples of the area, after feeling better August and the Dawson family eased away to another locale away from the town.
	August didn’t want to go too far as he hoped to recover Wendsy and the other “missing” kids.  (and maybe Gunther, too.)  He still could not “detect” the strange/weird girl.  It was like she wasn’t there.  There were two possibilities--she was dead, or possibly she herself had gone on to the “other side.”  
	While he brooded about this--Ted Dawson was being nosey.
	Beings as how the Mega RV of August’s was rather--large, sneaking looks inside was near impossible.  So Ted was invited in, this after Charlotte opened the door just at the right moment of Ted’s passing.  Ted was a little embarrassed	but accepted the offer.
	Inside all were dressed.  (no, really, they were.)  Charlotte offered Ted some coffee, a polite inquiry of his family, and a flirtatious smile.  The other various members of August’s clan were scattered about the 42 mammoth vehicle; eating, drinking, reading, sleeping, playing video games, meditating and so on.
	Standing snuggled up between August’s legs was Julie.  He liked Julie.  He liked all girls, and there were many to chose from.  And Julie was one, she warmed his heart and soul, and balls.  She was very pretty, demure, shy, and fifty percent tomboy.  Bouncy brown hair, dazzling blue eyes, very smart and cute as the dickens.  She did tv commercials, could sing, and please August to no end.
	At this particular time she was in a simple summer dress just to the knees, sleeveless.  August sat in his favorite captain’s chair, a blue swivel thing that suited him nicely.  The interior of the mega RV was spacious and luxurious.  After a few sips of fresh made coffee, Ted eyeing all the members of August’s clan, his eyes settled on Julie.
	August had began a slow ascent, tugging Julie’s dress UP.  When the light airy garment had cleared her delectable ass, Ted squirmed in his chair across from August, crossing his legs and licking his lips, lusting heavily as his eyes feasted on Julie in her plain powder blue panties.
	August already knew pre-hand that Ted was a perv, but he egged the moment on a little more, assuming that the man may enjoy the tease, seeing a girl clad merely in her panties inasmuch as August did so himself.
	Ted continued to fuss about in his chair.  No one else paid any attention, Charlotte had a chair out in the middle of the living room walk-thru-way and everyone of August’s group was aft of the living room.
	Slowly Julie’s panties were tugged down.  August smoothed his hand over the young girl’s ass, patting it and inching the undies down to her knees.  Slowly the girl’s dress came off.  Julie herself worked her panties on down to her ankles and stepped out of them.  She then was laid across August’s lap, her head into the back of chair, her darling dainty little ass pointed to Ted.
	August continued to smooth his hand over Julie’s ass, pulling the cheeks open and probing her puckering anus.  Ted had a boner.  He sat back still squirming, gouging his erection with the heel of his hand.
	One of the young boys, a fav of Charlotte’s, came into play.  Charlotte hugged the young lad, Jackie, kissed the back of his hand.  The boy, too, had a boner going, watching as Julie lay on August’s lap totally nude.  He chewed his lip and stared, gouging himself as well.
	Soon Charlotte was undressing the eight year old, one piece at a time until he was nude.  She then toyed with his schlong, undoing her blouse.  Meantime, August worked his jeans down.  He wore no underwear.  Julie sat up and helped lower the pants, she then gripped the massive fuck stick and went down to suck it.
	Ted fished out his cock.  He couldn’t stand it no longer.
	To his left Jackie was standing between Charlotte’s legs.  Charlotte had her hands clamped to his tender young ass, his little puddling fully engulfed in her mouth.
	Julie had been pulled up onto August’s lap, she came slowly down to take his manhood into her sex.  She lay into him, his hands squeezing her wondrous ass, pulling the cheeks apart so as Ted had ample view of her hole and pussy.
	Charlotte scooted down in her chair, having it recline and position young Jackie between her legs and guide his tallywhacker into her own sex.  The boy commenced to fucking, Ted was sliding his slacks down and working his bone, eyes feasting from Jackie to Julie.
	August emptied a hellacious load of man spunk into Julie’s quim.  He pushed her up and down his prong until the finale of orgasm.  Julie rubbed her own ass, fingering her own hole and then slowly eased up off of the cock embedded in her snatch.
	She was turned about and settled down onto August’s dying cock.  She fingered feverously her cunny, tweaking a nipple and reeling in the enjoyment of a good fuck.
	August nodded to the near naked and seriously hard Ted.  Ted stripped off his slacks and came to the lovely naked sweaty Julie.  He didn’t mind that Julie’s cunt had just been fucked and filled with another man’s cum.  He positioned himself and sank himself into her.  August pulled the girl’s legs back over the arms of the chair and Ted slid his 30-something cock into her pussy.

	In the back on the main bed Ara Lee lay.  Butt naked, her preference.  Charlotte was still amazed at the strange woman; a professional, a mother; and yet she was into smoking weed with her daughter Megan as well as indulging in sexual repose with her.
	 She lay out naked, she was being 69ed by Stacie, a very lovely 14 yr old former babysitter and near teen model.  Behind Stacie was poised one of the 14 yr old boys, Logan, who had his cock buried into Stacie’s asshole.  His balls were being sucked on by the wigged out Ara Lee.
	Ted got an eyeful of this, he had walked past Kristy and Mary Anne, and the others, all who were clothed.  He was naked, cum dripping from his cock and balls, his cock at half mast.  He was oggled and admired, but he had to take a wicked pee and had not entered into that forum of urinating on another person.  Not yet.  He came escorted by Julie and Charlotte.
	When he returned from the bathroom, teenage Christian girl Krista was on her knees slurping on August’s cock.  Charlotte had worked Ted’s cock while he peed.  Julie had sat on the toilet so as she could pee and Ted was guided/goaded into peeing down the child’s chest.  When he had completed peeing, Julie took the man’s schlong and sucked it back to stiffness.
	When his cock was indeed at its stiffest mode, Julie stood up, turned about, bent over, spread her own cheeks and accepted Ted’s foreign object into her rectum.
	Charlotte stood behind him, spanking his flesh, fondling his balls, and manipulating the young girl with her own shared Device-like powers.
	To say the least Ted was enthralled with August and his gang.  Once back in the living room he buggered the girl sucking August, then watched as several of the other girls (of all ages) came in and undressed for Ted’s furthering enthrallment.
	He was thrilled.  He was enthralled beyond belief.
	He needed a bit of a rest; during which time Julie returned to August’s lap and Charlotte served more coffee.  Ted was gassed at August’s bounty.  (so was August!)  Ted marveled at August’s ability to have so many “opportunities.”  It was time for August to share.
	August did so mainly in that Ted was a top notch brilliant scientist.  In confiding with the underling it was hoped that maybe just maybe Ted would be able to shed some light on the mysterious Device Item 0110.
	This would take a while.  August had time.  He didn’t share the fact that somehow the Device was implanted into his noggin and was being shared, too, in Charlotte.  
	Uncovering the secrets of the Device--the tangible one, wasn’t going to happen overnite.  August knew that.  Ted was still reeling from all the shagging.  After a brief respite, it was time for a more “personal” intro of his family.  August was for that--that Joanne was HOT!
	Essentially, Joanne and Harriet were not so unlike controlled like August’s broodkins, in that Joanne and Harriet were manipulated via the temple implants.  And Harriet didn’t really need much dinking with, she was mostly “willing” on her own.
	Jamie was fully involved and willing.  Vicki--well, Vicki was special.
	Ted was hesitant to reveal what was up with Vicki, so, very slyly August goaded him into sharing.  He made it so as Ted thought that he himself openly and willingly gave in.
	This occurred after the introductions were made good and proper in the Dawson’s RV.  Charlotte and August had accompanied Ted back to his humble traveling abode, clothed.  Once the intros had been made, Ted revealed to August his own “device.”  It was a small handheld object that had just a few buttons.  It worked basically on the same principal as August’s mega Device, capturing Brain Waves and subduing them.
	He initiated his device and had Joanne stand and shuck her clothes.
	August smiled.  This had great potential.  The woman did exactly as her hubby lightly whispered, his voice carried on a carrier wave to the woman’s subdued and manipulative mind.  She went thru the motions of undressing without regard to the fact that she was in with “company” or in the presence of children.
	Jamie sat in a chair leering, the pudgy porker was thrilled to see his mother stripping down.  Harriet and Vicki sat quietly next to Jamie, Vicki seemingly in another world, Harriet seemingly experiencing a like Outer Body Experience as had August.
	Ted had his lovely naked wife turn about and bend over, spreading her cheeks.  On her own she was frisky in the bedroom, and in the bath.  But she was not into blatant sexual romping beyond the sanctity of those rooms.  She didn’t give head jobs, either.  She DID handle his cock and guide it into her pussy and she DID ride him a time or two.  She slept naked and sometimes let him poke her backdoor.
	Ted had the manipulated woman come over to the ahing August, she fumbled about and fished out August’s cock.  She happily began sucking on it and August gave her a nice dousing of jiz.  Ted undressed and so did Jamie.  Charlotte followed suit and winked at Jamie.  The pudgy toad of a boy came to Charlotte and Charlotte laid out on the sofa, opening her legs and guiding the teen wanna-be heart throb into her sex.
	After his cock had been drained, August sat back in a chair and feasted his eyes on Harriet and Vicki.  Ted stuffed himself up his wife’s ass then had Harriet and Vicki strip off their clothes.  Harriet was freckled all over and barely had any fur covering to her poon.  She had super long very flaming red hair, ultra skinny, and a serious passion for Jamie.
	She came to stand between August’s legs.  Here she was caressed and fondled, fingered, and adored.  He pulled her into him and glided his aching fuck stick against her.  Her ass was cool and smooth.  She had a dorky/geeky face, but was okay just the same.
	Vicki had no poon hair to speak of.  She was very quiet and reserved.  She was awesome butt naked.  August got a tremendous boner going against Harriet as he stared at the naked ten year old Vicki.  He slid into Harriet’s cunt and guided her into Fuck Mode.
	Jamie was fully involved in screwing Charlotte.  Ted had cum off into his wife’s ass and for effect, had Vicki go down and clean the fresh gooied hole.  August didn’t mind, he rather liked it and began cumming off into Harriet.
	Before night’s end, August had pegged Harriet’s three holes and Vicki’s, too.  He was cummed out.  But the thrill of boning them was good.  He had to wait a few hours before taking on Joanne.
	Thereafter, a few hours more, Ted shared his story as he peered into the inner workings of the mysterious Device Item 0110.

	Ted Dawson was born and raised in Florida and later transferred to a prestigious technical school on the West Coast.  Here in his 2nd year he met his future wife, Joanne.  He was a certified genius in cybernetics and his passion in life centered around creating an automated servant that could assist in homes, schools, clinics and nursing homes and be a cook-nurse-guardian-housekeeper and companion to the infirmed and recluse. He was an engineer with a social conscious.
 	Unlike the creators of most androids in fiction, Ted never intended to build his android as a human wanna-be; to him, the human exterior was merely a selling necessity since marketing research found that girl-children are the most appealing and "family-friendly" form for a robot to the public in the aftermath of the disaster of the first wave of ugly "R2-D2" home robots in the mid-eighties.
	 However, since he planned his android to be capable of infinite upgrades, Ted speculated that the day may come when Vicki can be endowed with some manner of human values or emotions or even thought.  	
	During a rest break from checking the components of the Device, Ted had Vicki once more strip down to her Birthday Suit.  August was cool with that.  It was just the three of them, the wife and two other kids were “mingling” with the August crew in the new serene locale they had come to.  It was Day 10 since the return from the Ultimate Out of Body Experience.  (and still no word of Gunther or Wendsy & Co.)
	Once Vicki was nude (again), Ted utilized a high pitched whinning tuning fork to open the chest cavity, revealing android components within.  August was impressed.  Amused, but impressed.
	Ted explained:  Vicki’s skull and thoracic cavity house superconductor versions of Alpha-Omega tarillian arsenate neural processors (three of them) ganged in a super conductive hypercube  transmuter accompanied by clusters of a multi gigabyte bubble memory. 
	With future upgrades, Vicki's raw computational capability could manage the computer operations of a air traffic control center or a Wall Street tower.   
	Technically, she's an android robot, though some regard her more properly as a gynoid -- a female android. Android's a broad term which could span from robotic types like Vicki to sentient androids or synthetic lifeforms of the far future. She’s deemed  a robot just for her function's sake. 
But why a young girl? A child? Why a human-looking robot at all? Whatever happened to R2-D2? 
	Pragmatic esthetic appeal. Prospective market research has continuously indicated that most family heads and seniors would feel less intimidated and safer in the presence of anthropomorphic household helpers, particularly ones that resemble children and especially girls. There's really no reason to buck this fact with metal monsters, and historically, girl-children between ages seven and eleven have always been envisaged as the bloom of angelic innocence and innocuousness.”
	But of course, there were the subconscious reasons, too.  (natch)
	She was adorable, and fashioned after a child of one of his uppity bosses.  Secretly Ted photographed the child, he also scanned the internet for just the right photo of a child he needed.  Ultimately he “acquired” a lone child from the streets.  With the right chemical potions she was easy to lay out on his laboratory table whereupon he was able to elaborately make a “moulding” of her.
	August didn’t ask but assumed that the child was rendered naked.  (It was just naturally assumed.)  naturally.
	Ted didn’t explain whatever happened to the child, either.
	It took almost a year to fully create and bring “Vicki” to life.  Vicki, Voice Input Child Identicant.  Most androids and robots of fiction are anachronistic, displaying capabilities far in excess of the technology of the time. Vicki was intended to portray the kind of android-robot possible in the 1980s under a "Project Apollo" effort: a robot that was mobile, had optical and voice recognition, and had manual dexterity. 		
	Properly defined her optics use charge-coupled photoreceptors, later on assisted by a RTG, or Radio Thermonic Generator similar to power packs on nuclear pacemakers, space probes and polar monitors.

	Explaining “Vicki” to his family was another trick.  His wife understood that he was a genius, a nerd, socially awkward, a prankster and sometimes cruel teaser.  But he was a genius.  At length Ted got suspicious of his co-workers and bosses, he became paranoid and soon began to realize that he was “under observation.”
	Then he learned that the robotics program he was a part of was kicking it up a notch, Ted was the only member of the team who was far ahead of the others in his research and abilities.  He had another “Vicki” for the outfit he worked, it was not as grandiose as the Vicki he was planning on for himself, he had created a “decoy.”
	The decoy was okay, it lacked finesse and repose, but it was created solely for the purpose of “serving mankind.”  And that’s exactly what his bosses intended.  The Decoy was confiscated and conscripted into government service, to be used as either a decoy, or the ultimate sniper, military scapegoat, etc.
	Ted was aghast, this was not his intention.  He feared the same fate for Vicki, as a child she could easily waltz into the middle of a public place and become a terror, a bomb, a biological hazard.  No one would suspect a sweet innocent child.
	In desperation Ted sneaked Vicki out, in parts.  It took him months to reassemble her, in his family home basement.  Joanne and Jamie were none the wiser--until the critical unveiling.  He was planning ahead, Vicki was a creation he had to keep safe--at any cost.
	He knew that somehow Vicki could and would possibly be the answer to mankind’s dilemma (or destruction…)   He would have to perfect her and bring her out to the public when it was safer for her to be unmolested by the government types.
	To say the least his family was awed.  But knowing Ted was a super genius, the creation of Vicki was not so overwhelming that they were totally in disbelief.  
	Joanne was clued in as to the reason and why fore Vicki was in the house.  Jamie was too young to understand the complexities of man vs. government bad guys.
	So Vicki became a member of the household.  And in order to make it look good she and not to arouse unwanted suspicions Vicki was secretly and  legally adopted.  Joanne home schools the android, refining some of the implanted elements husband Ted pre-programmed into the cranial unit of Vicki.
	Joanne soon gets the pinch to return to school and complete her masters in teaching, thereafter she begins teaching.  Vicki is brought out of the house to continue to “make it look good” and have the young android interact with the public & society.
	Now, naturally, Jamie was cool with Vicki in the house, he was entering into teen hood, his hormones raged havoc with his young body near constantly, and being a bit of a pudge bucket, the prospects of getting friendly and/or frisky with a girl were nil.  (save for the over amorous Harriet.)
	With Vicki, Jamie learned that she was incredibly obedient.  Jamie quickly learned how to talk to her, and how to talk her into doing things; like clean his room, do his chores, his homework, and strip naked for him.  All without blabbing it to their father (her creator).  (or anyone else.)  Jamie learned fast and quick how to manipulate the android, he had many a wondrous night with Vicki…
	He was at first very naïve and not too wise to the wondrous world of sexual frivolity.  But he learned.  He read the stuff written on the bathroom walls, he listened to the kids (older kids) at his school, he read books he shouldn’t read and watched tv programs he shouldn’t watched.
	The simple stripping down and exploration settled into basic fucking.  After his parents had long gone to bed Jamie was up and rustling Vicki out of her bedroom.  Quietly and sneakingly they returned to his room.  A bath towel blocked any light escaping from the door at the floor.  The curtain was drawn tight, and the house was well insulated--preventing sounds of a squeaky bed from escaping, too.
	At first Jamie just enjoyed seeing a girl naked.  His mother had dressed Vicki in several styles of clothing, complete with underwear and pajamas.  She had an assortment of typical clothes for a girl her age, Jamie preferred her in short dresses.  He also enjoyed checking her out as she stood still in just her panties.
	Jamie had the android girl turn about, bend over, lay down, legs up, legs back, everything.  He ran his hands up and down her body, slid her panties off himself, fingered her pussy and marveled at her.  He then knew what every girl in his class looked like when they bent over, sat down, took a shower, or were clad merely in their panties.
	Before long Jamie had Vicki fondling his cock.  He pressed himself up against Vicki’s ass, her pussy, and by the end of the second week he was getting off into her mouth.
	Vicki acted very much like any other normal human, she drank liquids and foods.  The liquids were generally taken and obliterated by an internal chamber, any leftovers were “deposited” much like a normal human does in expelling refined liquids.  Food was done in the same manner but was usually more obliterated and “digested”.  Vicki did not particularly “poop” as she just merely expelled the unrefined components of whatever she consumed.
	Jamie found that aside from humping her mouth, he could also peg her pussy and asshole!  This was great.  It was fantastic!  At least once a day he humped one of her three holes.  He was a very happy young boy.
	He wasn’t the only one, however.
	Occasionally Ted kept Vicki home, to fine tune or upgrade or fix something, add something, something.  One particular day Jamie got to come home early--a short day due to a teacher’s meeting.  It was unexpected and so was Jamie’s early arrival.
	He knew Vicki was home, but upon seeing that his father’s car was not in the drive, assumed Vicki was either “off-line” or “sleeping” and his father was back at work.
	But something alerted Jamie that something was up.  So he entered into stealth mode and snuck into the house.  Vicki and his father was no where to be seen, he saw that Vicki was not in her bedroom.  No one was about.
	A small red light by the basement door indicated that the “laboratory” was “in-use.”  Though the door was securely locked, Jamie was wise enough to know how to open it.
	He was not quite prepared for what he saw in his father’s laboratory.
	 He saw his father, naked, with Vicki laying out on a work table, also naked.  (natch)  Vicki’s legs were wrapped about Ted’s waist and he was fucking her.  Jamie was aghast.  Not totally, but shocked anyways.  He never dreamed in his wildest fantasies that his father would do such.
	He was suddenly reminded of all the “talks” he had had with his mother and father, from the school, the news media--about perverts, molesters, abductors.  Sex was almost a foreign subject for Jamie and most of the students/kids his age.  Most had only a vague idea about what sex was all about, others knew more than they should.
	It was almost like a rude awakening.
	But he got a hard-on just the same.
	He watched until his father had his orgasm, then Vicki was rolled over and tagged apparently up the butt.  Jamie was blitzed.  He never regarded his father as being a pervert.
	Jamie let it be and snuck back up to the kitchen.  His cock was raging hard.  He made a dash to his room and quickly stripped off his clothes and laid out on his bed.  Here he did commence into some serious jerking off.
	Thereafter, Jamie knew that anytime Vicki wasn’t in school with him, he knew what was happening.  It sort of annoyed him, but he let it go.  (At the time, he had no sexual depraved thoughts in regards to his hot mama!)
	Time elapsed a bit, coming to the next pivotal point in their story.
	One fine Saturday afternoon, Jamie was doing his “own” chores in the backyard, when nosey horndog amorous neighbor Harriet pegged him.  (she used a golf ball to get his attention.)  Being summer, Harriet was usually attired in a simple one or two piece swimsuit.  The day was no different and she was in a polka dotted simple two piece outfit.  At thirteen she barely had anything to show.  Barely.
	She was over anxious about something and seriously desired her hunk (Jamie) to accompany her up into the shared tree house.  The tree of which the tree house was constructed was dead center of the property line.  Both kids shared the already constructed tree house.
	“What do you want, Harriet?” Jamie asked, being naïve he was somewhat oblivious to Harriet’s “needs.”  She was constantly a pain, not overly attractive had a lot to do with Jamie not desiring to shag her.  
	Harriet smiled and sat folding her legs, she blushed and Jamie had no idea what was on her piqued little mind.  Then, she began diddling herself.  This got Jamie’s attention.  The tree house was well constructed and disallowed anyone from seeing in.  Jamie sat down on the floor with his legs dangling out the trapdoor.
	His blue eyes focused on Harriet’s diddling fingers.  The girl was all kinds of squeamish, giggling and blushing and opening her legs a little wider, her fingers working inside her swimsuit panel concealing her poon.
	Jamie kept his dazzling eyes on her workings, Harriet smiled big and soon pulled the fabric to one side with the non-diddling fingers and exposed her virtually bald poon.  Only a light covering of reddish pubes concealed her love entrance.
	Jamie’s cock was near bursting out of his pants.  He gouged himself and made an anxious face.  Harriet undone the strings to the top of her bikini and then laid back, shucking the bottom part.  Jamie pulled the trapdoor closed and pulled his pants down, freeing his aching cock.
	Harriet eyed the cock as if it were a tempting morsel she desired.
	Jamie stroked his member and Harriet came forth, still grinning and blushing.  She took over stroking and then pressed her lips to the bulbous tip and began an earnest bout of sucking it.
	An old dusty dingy mirror Jamie had found was directly behind Harriet, it revealed her ass, her crack, and her pussy.  The angle of all forced Jamie’s cock to increase tenfold inside Harriet’s hot mouth, the hyperactive nosey precocious girl latched onto the schlong in her mouth, devouring it wholly and sucking the jiz out of it moments later.
	She swallowed the spunk automatically, not fully realizing what she had done.  She slurped and smacked her lips, sat back and returned to diddling her hot horny poon.  Jamie stared at her, she had flaming (flaming) red hair, formed in twin pony tails off the side of her head.  She was inundated with freckles.  A small round face, perky and way too happy.
	She lay back, opened her legs invitingly and Jamie was not one to turn down such an invite.  He had come to learn how to lick Vicki’s pussy, as a prelude to penetrating her oh-so life lick cunt.  Harriet to say the least was enthralled at such an ordeal, Jamie’s tongue licking her poon was incredible!
	Jamie found it a little different.  He was oblivious to understanding the diff between being sucked by Harriet to Vicki’s doing him.  It had happened too suddenly.  But his tongue diddling Harriet’s pussy--there was a slight difference.
	His father had gone to great strides in simulating Vicki’s skin to that of real humans.  Jamie had licked out Vicki’s pussy many times, even licked her asshole.  But Harriet’s poon was different, Vicki simulated skin temperate, color, and texture--but there was a difference that was subtle and curious to Jamie.
	He liked it.
	It seemed to drive him and he dove into licking Harriet until they were both in a fever pitch unknown.  It was then at the critical apex of their desire that Jamie came onto Harriet’s nude scrawny body and sank his cock into her virgin pussy.
	The event was beyond belief.  Mid way thru Jamie realized how different it was in sinking his pud into Harriet than it was doing so to Vicki.  It was a subtle difference, Vicki was tight to be sure, and was “always” tight.  But Vicki didn’t overly “react” to the event of being fucked.  Harriet moaned, groaned, clawed at his back, his ass, bucked back into him, and made the incredible event more sensational than Jamie could believe.
	He couldn’t rightly recall if he had cum at that time, it was believed that he did--the orgasmic feeling was there.  What wasn’t so thrilling was the broken hymen.
	That both creeped and freaked the two kids out.  Neither were aware of the complexities of breaking a girl’s “cherry”.
	After settling down and cleaning up, they did it again.
	Then, after another rest and clean up, Harriet sucked Jamie’s cock back to life and had him poke her up the butt.  Then, it was time to reveal to Jamie something he was unaware.
	Laying (naked) on her tummy, Jamie alongside, Harriet revealed to Jamie her ability to spy on him in his room.  The angle was achieved via a small knothole in the plank boards of the tree house.  And using a spy scope (telescope) Harriet had prime viewing of Jamie’s bed.  It was here Harriet was privy to viewing her hunk while he jerked his gherkin, flogged his dog, mauled his meat, humped the salami, and banged off into and onto Vicki, his supposed sister.
	Jamie was a little concerned and frightened.  Harriet was giddy and wanted to see Jamie and Vicki “fuck” in her presence, up close and personal.
	Jamie was cool with that.  Harriet, she was a kooky kid!

	Harriet had this thing of wanting to see Jamie scrog on Vicki.  She would get on her knees right behind Jamie and Vicki; Vicki on her back, legs back, and Jamie plowing her pussy.  Harriet was fascinated at the “penetration.”
	She was also fascinated with Jamie’s ass, she smoothed her hand over the plump butt, spanked it, and kissed it as he fucked his “sister.”  Whenafter the boy had cum and had his fill (for the moment), Harriet was goaded into licking Vicki’s pussy.
	She wasn’t too keen on this, but for Jamie she complied.
	From there the trio entered into many encounters of sexual romping.

	There then came the time when Harriet was still spying, she enjoyed it and got quite the kick out of it.  Jamie was aware most times that he was being observed, he didn’t mind.
	Anyways, Harriet the Spy observed something unexpected.  She had been ill and so did not attend school this particular time.  But not too ill to keep her from spying.  On a fluke she came out to sneak into the tree house so as to be there when her heart throb came home, changed his clothes, and jerked off for her on his bed.
	She became aware that Vicki was home, as well as Mr. Dawson.
	Harriet climbed down from the tree house and “let herself in” to the Dawson home.  She usually did anyhow, and this was a special occasion.  She heard faint noises that were familiar.  Following them she was slightly horrified to see Ted Dawson butt naked slamming himself into the equally butt naked Vicki!
	They were sprawled out on the parental bed.  Harriet was gassed, and she found herself getting “wet” between her legs.  Ted was too involved to be aware of Harriet’s presence.  Vicki was acutely aware, they made eye contact and Harriet shushed her.  Vicki was ever so compliant.
	Harriet the Sneak krept ever so slightly into the bedroom, then slid herself under the bed.  Ted was none the wise and continued striving to get his nut.  Harriet pulled herself up, nearly being beaned in the head by a wayward foot.  But again, she got the joy of delight watching a cock slam into Vicki’s pussy.
	And Ted was older, a man, a parental unit.  Harriet found herself cumming, her fingers worked her pussy and secretly she desired to be shagged by Ted.  The mustiness of the sex act before her enthralled her and sent her reeling.  She almost wanted to get “busted” but held off--for the moment.
	She watched as Mr. D completed his deed, rested and languished for a few minutes before caressing and diddling Vicki’s pussy and asshole.  Vicki soon was rolled over onto her side.  The girl parted her own cheeks and Mr. D entered her.
	Sometime later and Harriet had Jamie up in the tree house, using their spy scope Harriet clued Jamie in on the fact that his father fucked Vicki.  Harriet already suspected that Jamie already knew.  He was embarrassed but shined it on.
	“You don’t mind?” Harriet asked sheepishly.
	Jamie shrugged, “Should I?”
	Harriet smiled.  A new plan was formulating in her red headed noggin.  Jamie watched his father fuck Vicki and thusly put him into sinking his own bone into Harriet.

	Timing is everything.  As it happened, Joanne had to go out of town to her mother’s.  This left Harriet and Jamie in a prime position.  (for setting up Mr. D!)  This came about as Harriet joined the smaller family for dinner.  Thereafter, it was Mr. D who went a-snooping when the kids were quiet and unseen.  He found them, naked, in Jamie’s room.  
	He was at first greatly alarmed, but not too awfully bad--for he had reason to.  Jamie was up Harriet’s ass, Vicki sitting up masturbating.  Harriet raised her legs and diddled herself, grinned big and blushed.  Jamie continued humping, observing and noting his father getting hard.

	For Harriet it was bliss, for Ted it was so-so.  Harriet was okay, a little too skinny, not overly attractive, but--she was naked and willing to be his sex slave.  (sort of)  The two hooked up that night, thru the night, into the morning, and most of the day.  Ted sank his cock into Harriet’s three holes relentlessly, spanked her, peed on her, and wore his cock in her.
	After the return of Joanne their sex romps had to be curbed.
	Curbed, but not stopped.
	They continued to have “sessions.”  and it was during one of their so-so secret “sessions” whereupon Joanne made a sudden appearance.  She was not overly thrilled to see her husband with his cock buried to the hilt up Harriet’s backdoor while Harriet slurped on Jamie’s cock while Jamie slurped on Vicki’s cunt!
	While Joanne freaked out, Ted thought quickly and had Vicki “zap” the hysterical woman.  Harriet was a little freaked, too; she was zapped, too.  This allowed Ted time to settle down and give the situation a good rethink.
	The solution was a quick fix, with lasting results.  The diode emitters, attached to the temples helped calm the brain functions, rendering the subject a virtual zombie.  Harriet didn’t really need one, but it was for safety and security reasons, she DID have loyalty to her own parents and way of life.    
	Jamie was cool with the whole ordeal.  
	Ted had long since felt a wave a paranoia, fearing again that his bosses and co-workers were sizing him up, checking out his work and works in progress, pilfering his notes and being snoops.  It was this paranoia that sent him packing, quick selling the house and contents, packing up his family and making himself scarce.  The world was not ready for a Vicki.
	 
                                             *****

	To say the least Ted was enthralled with August’s crew, so many choices, willing and everything.  Deducing what the pertinent functionality of the Device Item 0110 was, though, was a pisser.  He determined, at length, however, what August had already:  it was a high tech kicked up Mind Zapper, Mind Manipulator.
	“But there’s more.” August told him.  “Much more.”
	Ted was highly intrigued, interested, and fearful.  August hadn’t shared with the whole story of the Device, the “adventures”, but he suspected that there was indeed “more” to it (the Device) than let on.
	“It’s a dangerous thing.” August concluded.  “And I’d be better off without it.” he further insisted.
	“Then why don’t you.” retorted Ted.
	“It’s a part of me.” August replied.  And how.