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 Sorcerer: The Clann by BJohn
   Chapters 41 - end 01/28/07
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   Chapter 41
   ELIZABETH (Wednesday 4/5)
   Hot dayum!  More new friends from South of the Border!  Bob and Kathleen
always seem to run into good people everywhere they go.
   David and I talked with the Guerreros for several minutes in the
afternoon then agreed to get back together after the fertility rites.
   As Ana's "best girl friend," I was to be the liaison.  I'd do the
linking with her and Don, and everyone else would listen in through me. 
That way, they'd have fewer distractions than if they had over forty people
figuratively breathing down their necks.
   Jaysus!  Making a baby!  Every time I though about it I got hot myself.
Seems the last one David and I'd made turned out okay, maybe we should try
for something even better!  We were both still plenty young, had plenty of
money and this time we would have a big network of wonderful friends.
   Anyway, about 7:00 I _peeked_ in.  They'd had a nice romantic (light)
dinner at the Castaway and were taking a shower.  Bedroom all neat and
tidy, satin sheets, extra pillows, candles, water, lots of towels and
flowers -- all looked ready.
   At 7:30 they were all dried off and were in the bedroom.  Ana lay down
and Bob gave her a full-body massage with heated fragrant massage oil.  I
could _feel_ Ana purr even if I wasn't _linked_.  I was already purring
just at the thought.  I know one thing David's gonna do soon!
   Around quarter 'til, spirits started showing up and linking into me. 
PVC started a relaxed, lovely _song_ so I fed a good deal of it into our
"performers." They both grinned and said, _"Thanks.  We love it."_
   I had David tie me to the bed and leave the room.  I figured if he were
anywhere around during the festivities I'd be jumping his bones and lose
track of my duties.  We hadn't had the restraints out for several years;
maybe it's time to keep them dusted off!
   A few minutes before 8:00, Don and Ana made a final pee call.  By 8:00 I
had almost fifty people _linked_.  Even Megan, Art and Dan from Harvard MS
were _linked_.
   Show time!  PVC's _song_ changed slightly to a gentle sweet melody; loud
enough to hear and enjoy but not distracting.  Don and Ana waved at us and
they were off.
   Don told her, "This is all for you tonight, my sweet Ana.  All these
people _watching_ love you very much, but I love you most of all."
   They shared gentle sweet kisses.  Don stroked her face lightly with his
fingertips then ran them down her arms, back and butt.  Dayum!  He was
doing a full-body Sorcerer's Grip!
   I was getting a tiny bit of feedback from everyone _linked_ in.  Ana was
puckered up and slick within a minute and within two minutes every female
was too (including me).
   Don got to her breasts; Ana quivered and moaned every time his
fingertips got close to her nipples.  After four strokes on her nipples,
she had her first climax.  Warm and wonderfully sweet!
   More stroking and more climaxes.  When Don finally put some real
pressure on her nipples, a hot smooth one washed through us all.
   He started nuzzling her neck, face and chest along with the stroking. 
She responded by climaxing every minute.  When he finally got a nipple in
his mouth, she shrieked, came hard and writhed beneath his touch.  Dayum! I
had a nice one myself!
   He spent a good fifteen minutes worshiping her breasts and nipples. 
Fuck!  I went over myself at least four times (a few _touches_ on
appropriate body parts didn't hurt) and _felt_ every other female doing
just about the same.
   He finally left her breasts and started downwards.  It took two more
climaxes to get to her muff.  He licked, nuzzled and kissed all over her
lower belly and her hip crease; four more climaxes.
   The rat skipped all the way down to her feet!  He carefully caressed and
sucked each toe (two climaxes) and worked gently up to her knees.  The back
of each knee got a climax (nice and hot by now!).  They stopped briefly to
put a pillow and towels under her hips so she was proudly presented.
   Slowly now the kisses crept towards their target.  A spot on each inner
thigh gave a jolt and a spray of pussy juice!  Three more orgasms!
   He teased her slit for over a minute with long hot breaths and gentle
licks in the flat spots outside.  Two orgasms from that!
   When his gentle kiss finally reached her lips, she came hard, convulsed
and rattled mirrors -- and so did we!  I _felt_ their energy filling the
entire room even as she was climaxing hard.  They gently drew the energy
into and through them and let it build.
   More licks and kisses on the outer lips then finally his tongue went
slowly up between the inner and outer lips.  Climax!  Another one as he
went slowly up the other side.  Dayum!  More climaxes from our side, too!
   Finally a long slow suction right over her hole locked her up solid with
a scorcher for a long minute -- matched with ours.  Gentle licks and tongue
caresses brought her down gently then a swift attack on her clit launched
another one!  We all felt the jolt from outside and joined her.
   He slid a finger inside.  We came.  A long smooth stroke; we came. 
Several more strokes; we came again.
   Another finger; we came.  Don curled them up and gently stroked her
G-spot.  We *all* shrieked and came hotly!  Every sensation was perfectly
on time and completely unexpected.  Wonderful!
   With his mouth on her clit and his fingers working her G-spot, Don kept
us all coming with scorching heat for another five minutes.  Finally he
pressed hard with his fingers and sucked her clit in strongly.  Red hot! 
We locked up solid for a good minute then convulsed and quivered as he let
us come down.  Dayum!
   Five-minute break.  Don wiped her face, gave her a drink, changed the
towel under her hips then went back to nuzzling her tummy lightly, right
over her uterus.
   David came in with a hard-on that went up for a long way.  He kissed me
gently and gave me a drink with a straw.  He changed the towel beneath me
then the asshole sucked in my clit and diddled me so hard I almost passed
out!  I couldn't even trap him with my legs!
   Somehow I managed to get back to work in time.  Don and Ana _showed_ us
the eggs inside her.  She told us, _"So far as I can tell, they're in
perfect condition -- just waiting and wanting as badly as I am."_
   Don eased another couple pillows beneath her so her hips were almost a
foot off the mattress with her back supported.  They started again with
gentle nipple-licks and bites which brought the energy level right back up
to superheat -- for all of us.
   Finally it was time to start.  Don eased between her legs, lubed himself
up well and started entering.  The first stretching gave us a sharp hard
release.  He paused a few seconds then pushed in an inch or so more. 
Another climax!
   Out and in slowly but firmly.  Every stroke inwards brought another
climax!  We _felt_ and _saw_ her uterus dipping down with each contraction,
trying to suck in the fertilizing fluid!
   Finally he reached the bottom, and we held there for a long minute as
they exchanged passionate hugs and kisses.  Ana wrapped her legs around his
hips and they jostled around slightly.
   They started stroking; long steady strokes which caused a hot climax
every several times.  Her uterus was steadily sucking every couple seconds,
and they (and we) quivered with tension.
   They sped up and slammed against each other.  Their energy was palpable;
it actually dimmed the light around them.  He finally buried himself in her
and spewed a tremendous amount of cum directly against her cervix!
   We immediately came with him; her uterus sucked hard every half second
and we screamed out our joy as we _felt_ and _saw_ it draw in the fluid!
   We locked up and shook hard for a minute while she sucked in at least
half the fluid.  Finally we came down and shook gently for a long time
while he withdrew and kissed her tummy.
   We _watched_ as his semen flooded the inside of her womb.  We zoomed in
and watched as the sperm sought out her eggs and frantically tried to push
in.
   We screamed in joy and excitement.  *YES!* One sperm finally got its
opening and disappeared inside its egg.  We concentrated on the other egg;
it was covered with wiggling thrusting sperm striving to do their duty.
   *YES AGAIN!* Another sperm disappeared inside!  Frantic crying, tears of
joy and triumph and a rapturous _song_ finished the event.  Now we just had
to wait.
   I know I was crying with delight.  Every _linked_ female immediately
wanted to try the same.  If they had a partner available (poor Megan and
Sarah!  Megan didn't have a partner and Julio was away from Sarah) they
immediately started their own practicing.
   David came in slowly, smiling at me.  I screamed at him, "Get your ass
over here *NOW* and fuck me silly!"
   He grinned at me, slowly climbed on the bed then tormented me for
several agonizing minutes with his mouth before he filled me.  *Then* he
fucked me silly!
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   ANA (Wednesday 4/5)
   Be Jaysus that was wonderful!  Knowingly getting pregnant was awesome,
but knowing all our loving friends were there supporting me took it up to
an unimaginable level of ecstacy.  Now we just wait to see if the eggs
attach and stay; maybe I can ring the Drs.  Gold in for advice.
   With no school, both Don and I slept in until 8:00!  We needed it; we'd
rattled the mirrors several more times after the initial fertility rites.
   Pat and Val had told me yesterday they'd started training the Golds so
this morning I simply _asked_ if were okay that I come for a visit.  Karen
told me, _"Sure.  PVC is going to show up around 9:30 or so.  I think
they're sleeping in a bit today; there was some sort of fantastic event
last night." Big smile._
   We had a huge breakfast and cleaned up the bedroom a bit.  Don told me,
"You run along, sweetheart.  I'll handle all the stuff here." Who am I to
deny him?
   Karen and Oscar were glowing with that look we'd all come to recognize.
They smiled hugely and hugged me; I suppose my own ear-to-ear grin had
something to do with it.
   Karen said, "That was one of the most awesome things I've ever
experienced.  We've had films and all that showing conception, but to see
and experience it that way was incredible.  You know what to do next?"
   I said, "As far as I know, I do nothing.  That is, abstain for a few
days to let the eggs attach."
   Oscar said, "Yep.  That won't hurt.  Shall we take a look?"
   We three dove in and _looked_ around.  Karen pointed out one egg had
already attached.  _"That's a good location for it."_
   The other egg was still floating.  Oscar said, _"Hmm.  With two, the
optimum location would be right here."_ He indicated a spot on the opposite
wall.
   My response was obvious.  With an extremely gentle and slow _touch_, I
moved the egg to the spot and set up a five-hour _touch_ to hold it in that
area.
   They grinned.  _"If we could have done that before we would have had a
lot more successful pregnancies.  Go ahead and hold it there then check it
again later.  So far, everything looks fine; they're both dividing so your
efforts were successful."_
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   CYNTHIA
   PVC showed up at the Golds around 9:30.  Ana was there with a huge smile
and a physical and spiritual glow that flooded us through with happiness.
The Golds had checked her out and were satisfied that everything had been
successful.
   Of course, we three were glowing, too; I'd arranged another sleepover
with Val last night.  We knew my mom wasn't fooled; she knew exactly what
we were doing and totally trusted us all to act responsibly.  Rita had
declined this time (helped with a little _hint_); she'd spent the evening
with Ted.
   Rita called Grandpa and asked to come over so they could meet Ted. 
They'd be here in fifteen minutes or so.
   I told Grandma and Grandpa what we'd done with Julio and Sarah.  "It was
a very successful experiment and opens up a lot of opportunity for finding
more ones of us.  We'll see how their power and sensitivity shape up after
they get more experience.
   "Both Rita and Ted are Sensitives, too.  Let's check them out thoroughly
today and maybe later see what we can do with them.  Last night, we
_linked_ them in really lightly; I'm surprised they're not at my place
going at it right now."
   When they showed up, Rita proudly introduced Ted.  Ana, of course, knew
Rita, but the rest of us hadn't really met Ted formally; a couple minutes
at the slumber party while all his attention had been on Rita didn't count.
   The six of us immediately _inspected_ both of them down to their
toenails.  Great!  They had even more Potential than Julio and Sarah.
   I pulled Rita out back while the rest of them put Ted through the
wringer.  I told her, "I'm not gonna be home today until late this
afternoon.  You know when Mom and Dad get home so the place is yours until
then."
   She puckered and slicked up so fast I though her bra would tear.  At the
very front of her mind was what she'd experienced last night during the
_link_.  She whispered, "Cyn, I had the most amazing dream last night, and
I'm so hot to trot I can barely stand it.  Ted mentioned he had a wonderful
dream, too.  Thank you so much for talking Mom into birth control; I think
I'm gonna need it today."
   I just grinned and whispered back, "Maybe it *wasn't* a dream, Rita."
   Her eyes got big.  "Shit!  I don't know what the hell's happening, but
ever since I met Ted we seem to get along together so well.  We seem to
talk so easily and I think we can even share our emotions and feelings."
   I smiled wider.  "Maybe that's not a 'think.' Maybe it's real.  There's
a lot of things going on around here."
   She laughed.  "Damned right!  The Inner Circle always seems to have
strange things going on.  Strange, but they always seem to turn out nice.
   "One thing I do know is that Ted's gonna get a workout today.  By the
way, you, Pat and Val are together, right?  Those 'sleepovers' with Val are
just a good reason for you to get together with Mom's permission."
   I'd say the answer was obvious by my smile but I told her anyway, "You
are absolutely correct.  It's wonderful." I gave her a half-second _image_
of some of the ecstacy we'd had together.
   Her eyes got bigger yet.  I told her, "Don't be too surprised at what
happens today, Rita.  There's a lot of things on the move."
   I swatted her on the butt.  "Sis, you and Ted get going.  Grandpa and
Grandma are doing just fine with us here so don't feel you *have* to help
out.  Spring Break's already half over and you two have lots to do while
you have the opportunity."
   She blushed a little but said, "Yep."
   She and Ted left laughing.  We kept an eye on them as they almost ran
home.  Hell, they were already _leaking_ so Val set up their firewalls and
power-VPNs so they wouldn't disturb the neighbors.  She installed the basic
body-defense while she was at it.
   Valerie told Grandma and Grandpa, "This should be good training for you.
We're gonna invade their privacy totally without them knowing it and see if
we can break them free.  If so, this time we'll let them find out some
things on their own and see how they do."
   Grandpa grinned lecherously.  "My own granddaughter, too.  I love it!"
Grandma pretended to smack him but spoiled it when she laughed.
   Ana decided to stay with us and observe so Pat made some coffee for the
adults while we found places to relax while we worked.
   Rita didn't waste any time.  As soon as they were inside, she locked the
door, jumped up, wrapped her arms and legs around Ted then told him,
"*Now!* We're both ready.  I have it on very good authority those dreams we
had last night were real and that I'm not to be too surprised at anything
that happens today.  My bedroom.  Now."
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   VALERIE
   After a gentle _hint_, Rita grabbed several towels and a couple bottles
of water.  She told Ted, "Go take a leak; we're not getting out of bed for
a *long* time." Ted had no problem with that.
   Rita took her pee call and mopped up a bit; she'd soaked through her
pants.  She just left her pants off and came back in her panties, bra and
top.
   They were so nice to each other!  Ted took his time; as they slowly
undressed each other they showered kisses and caresses over the skin that
came to the light.
   Karen whispered, _"They're so beautiful together.  Ted's so gentle and
caring; most teenage boys I've known would have been at it already."_
   They were nekkid on the bed and doing their best to _merge_ and _link_
with each other.  Ted nuzzled and kissed Rita's face and neck.  As he moved
down her chest, I fed in a bit of power.
   Their _link_ intensified, just as I'd expected.  With the extra power,
they were able to expand enough outside their bodies so they could overlap
spirits easily.
   Ted spent several minutes admiring her breasts while she shook, moaned
and spewed pussy juice.  I kept increasing the power feed by tiny amounts
every several seconds.  By the time he got his mouth on a nipple, they were
thoroughly _linked_ and were _merged_ where they overlapped.
   When Ted gave her (extremely-stiff) nipple a hard suck, Rita had a very
nice climax.  She moaned loudly and as she shook, I gave them a small power
surge.
   YES!  That popped them outside!  They were immediately aware of it; they
promptly _linked_ almost completely and started _winding_ around and
through each other.  Ted switched to her other nipple and she came again,
hard!
   This time they both shrieked loudly.  I set up their sound barrier from
their body defenses and backed off.
   Ted went back and forth between her nipples; with several tiny bites
they shared hot releases and shrieked each time.  I gradually dropped down
the power I was feeding them; they were generating all they needed on their
own with the orgasmic energy they were creating.
   By the time Ted got his mouth on her sloshing pussy, I'd dropped all
additional power; they were doing totally fine.
   We backed off almost completely and left only a small streamer to
monitor the firewall and sound barrier.  We left them alone to enjoy the
love and passion they'd found.
   While they were doing whatever they were doing, PVC worked with Oscar
and Karen on their advanced firewalls and probes.  They took to
transcriptions in a hurry; they were used to writing everything down.
   Pat told them, "You guys are doing great!  How about you play around
some more tonight, we'll brush up on things tomorrow and maybe Friday we'll
introduce you to the Clann."
   Karen asked, "The Clann?  There are more of you?"
   We laughed and took a quick count.  Cynthia told her, "There are over
forty of us in this neck of the woods and that's not counting Ted and Rita
now.  You've met Ana, Elizabeth and Mary.  The Spanish man who led the yard
crew is one.  Ones like you we call 'one of us' because we've all got the
same abilities.  Some are more powerful or sensitive or have slightly
different talents at things, but we all can pretty much do everything the
others can.
   "Rita and Ted we called Sensitives because they showed traces of the
abilities.  We used to think they couldn't get outside, that they didn't
have enough power.  Well, we've shown that to be incorrect with four people
now, so we'll have to rethink some things.  With these four, we just fed
them enough power so they could get outside.
   "While we haven't checked today, I'll bet Julio and Sarah are doing just
fine; they possibly just needed to know they could do it."
   We monitored Ted and Rita over the next couple hours.  Both firewalls
were acting exactly as desired; they'd stiffen up perfectly so there was no
leakage and no sound outside her room.  Excellent!
   I took Oscar and Karen along for a check on Julio and Sarah.  They were
over at Mario's place maintaining the pheromone and fragrance levels.  A
quick _inspection_ showed us they'd had no trouble last night with
exploring and they were able to pop in and out of their bodies with no
difficulties at all.  They'd _linked_ to the fertility rite and were
practicing their own as often as they could.
   Well, don't mess with a good thing.  I figured there was no reason to
interfere right now, so we backed off and let them enjoy themselves during
Spring Break.  Maybe I'd contact them later today when they weren't at it.
   By noon, Ted and Rita had tired themselves out physically.  They'd
learned to go outside and back in easily and had even discovered how to
switch bodies!  Very well done!
   We let Cynthia make the first contact.  Ever so gently and with
wonderfully-diplomatic skill, she said, _"*Great* boobs, Rita!  Make sure
you button your blouse all the way to hide the hickeys!  Yow, Ted, you're
packin' some heat there, fella!"_
   Rita and Ted just _grinned_; their bodies were asleep, and they were
completely outside bouncing around the room.  Rita said, _"God damn, Cyn,
somehow I figured you'd show up sometime.  This isn't a dream at all, is
it?"_
   Cynthia: _"Nope.  It's entirely real.  We just helped you remember
abilities we had ages ago and had forgotten."_
Ted: _"I don't think we have the energy left to be embarrassed or cover
up.  I have the distinct impression you've seen a lot already."_
Karen: _"You got it.  We did back off after you first got outside,
though.  You both did wonderfully!"_
Rita: _"Grandma?  Shit.  Somehow I figured we wouldn't have too many
secrets.  All right, how big was our audience?"_
Cynthia: _"The six of us from this morning.  Grandma and Grandpa are
remembering their abilities too so we though this would be good training
for them.  We just gave you two a bit of extra oomph at the right time, and
you did splendidly from there.  Good on ya!  Let's go over a few things to
help you out then we'll leave you alone to rest and get back to it."_
We coached them on the firewall and body defense, especially the sound
barrier; they were a bit noisy at times.  Coaching on communications, a
simple VPN and power-VPN, outside movement with Reference Points and
_inspecting_.
   Cynthia reminded Rita, _"Better leave around an hour and a half at the
end before Mom and Dad get home.  You'll want to bag the sheets pretty
tight or wash them.  It'll take a good forty-five minutes to clear the
fragrance from the air, too."_
   Rita said, _"Sound like you've had experience with that, Cyn."_
   Cynthia told her, _"Yep.  I've been playing around with Pat and Val here
for several weeks, and we finally deflowered me after the dance last
Saturday.  We've got a fair bit of experience with wet spots."_
   Rita said, _"Well, we'll just have to break off early.  I'd hate to have
Mom walk in on us; she'd probably throw a fit."_
   I told her, _"Hah!  With the shit-eating grin you'll have all over your
face, your glow and the way you'll be walking for a day or two, she'll
figure it out in no time.  Pat and I had tee shirts made up saying, 'Moms
Always Know.' She'll know all right."_
   Cynthia told her, _"Mom knows without a doubt I'm doing it with Pat and
Val.  She completely approves of them, so it isn't really an issue.  Notice
ever since I took up with them I've let you, you, her and Dad know exactly
where I was and with whom?  That seems to be parents' biggest concern._
   _"She probably approves of Ted.  I'd suggest we have a dinner night
right away with your folks, Ted.  That way both sets of parents know who
their kids are seeing.  Rita, how about a sleepover with Val tonight? 
Maybe Ted would be interested in a guy's sports night with Pat._
   _"Now, as a final word for now, keep these abilities you're learning
under your hats.  Rita, neither Mom nor Dad can do any of this, so don't
even hint at it.  Ted, the same with you.  Have a blast and we'll get you
together with a bunch of others like us pretty soon."_
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   ANA
   After we finished up with Ted and Rita (such a nice couple!), Karen and
I chatted while arranging stuff in her kitchen.  She said, "I noticed all
the girls have birth control.  You have anything to do with that?"
   "Well, since I'm an R.N., I keep the records.  Our 'family' or Clann
demands a blood test at least once a quarter, and we keep a record of the
girls' birth control.  The only ones that aren't on it are me, for obvious
reasons, and my parents.  Mom's already through menopause.
   "The family living next to Pat are ones of us.  Louise, the mom, is
really good at doing the sales presentation for getting in birth control.
She helped out with Cynthia, Rita and Valerie.
   "Several older girls and the women are on the pill.  The ones heavily in
puberty tend to use diaphragms or IUDs.  I know we've got one girl who just
started flushing hormones a week or so ago and probably some down in Mexico
where my sorta daughter, her fiance and several other friends are on
vacation.  By the way, they're all ones of us, too."
   Karen said, "Seems like this has spread out quite a bit."
   I told her, "We keep falling over good people with ability; they really
stand out once you know how to look.  There's at least fifteen people up in
Redmond and from the sound of it, there'll be a bunch in Mexico around Cabo
San Lucas by the time Kathleen and Bob get back."
   She asked, "Any idea how available birth control and blood testing is in
Mexico?"
   I told her, "No idea.  It may be easy or it may be fairly difficult
since a lot of Mexicans are Catholic."
   Karen said, "Well, the reason I asked is I noticed Val, Cynthia, Rita
and Sarah are all using IUDs.  That's probably what Oscar and I would have
recommended over the pill or a diaphragm at their ages; Rita and Sarah
*might* be okay on the pill since they're older.
   "Not to change the subject completely but let's take another _look_ at
your eggs."
   The first one was still attached and the one I'd been holding in place
was attaching as we _looked_.
   Karen asked, "I'm not suggesting in *any* way you do it, but how much
would it take you right now to terminate those?"
   I told her, "About half a second with a little _touch_.  Keep an eye on
them so they don't reattach and they'll flush out with the next menses."
   Karen grinned.  "Sounds like a perfect birth control method to me.  No
pills to change the hormone or chemical balance or to forget; no diaphragms
to forget, wear out or outgrow and no IUD string to channel infection. 
You've got a perfect morning-after method."
   I exclaimed, "Jaysus!  I've known about _touches_ for months now and
never thought of that!  An IUD simply prevents the egg from attaching.  A
girl could either use a _touch_ inside the uterus for a week or so while
the egg's in there or simply ensure it never attaches.  A
once-every-couple-day check that takes less than a minute?  Great!
   "I'm gonna get with Val and Cynthia on this; they'll have lots of girls
in middle school starting puberty and probably 98% will be without birth
control.  I'll let Kathleen know, too, for her crew down there.  Now, what
else have I missed?"
   Karen laughed.  "You have your training and environment while Oscar and
I have been dealing directly with all these issues for years.  How long
have you known about these spiritual abilities?"
   I told her, "Bob Reynolds and his father, David, have been light empaths
for years.  Last September, when Bob met my daughter Natalie, they
developed the first stages of what we have now between them.
   "Early December last year was the first time they were knowingly
outside. Things took off in a hurry after that; it seems like every other
day we're finding new people and coming up with new stuff."
   Oscar had been listening in for the last few minutes.  "So you've had a
completely new paradigm for five months now.  What kind of slackers are you
that you haven't gotten every last little piece nailed down?  he asked
facetiously."
   I laughed again.  "Hell, we're on a wild sleigh ride.  All the students
are heavily involved in their school, their relationships and with an
outside business.  The adults either have jobs or positions.  Everyone is
working with Kathleen's company, and we're just scrambling to keep up.
   "I guess that's a different perspective to keep in mind.  Bob Reynolds
is the Ceann, the Clann leader, and he's the one who's suggested lines of
investigation.  I've been doing anything to do with medical by default.  My
husband Don is the high school Chemistry and Physics teacher so he gets
involved with stuff dealing with that.
   "I'm full-time with the company doing security work plus doing
research...  oh shit!  You two gotta come over to my place tomorrow morning
so Mary and I can show you what we've been beating our heads against the
last few weeks.  I *know* you can help with that."
   They were curious but I refused to tell them anything more right then.
Oscar said, "It's obvious you're Irish.  Stubborn as hell."
   Karen grinned.  "We'll be there at 9:00."
   Chapter 42
   BOB (Wednesday 4/5)
   Tuesday night with Ana and Don was some event!  We all knew
intellectually that knowingly making a baby would be intense, but the depth
and joy was almost overwhelming.  Betcha there'll be lots of other ladies
thinking seriously of making their own.
   Kathleen "forced" me to make love after the event.  Oh, the agony!  We
cried with the exquisite feelings we shared, especially knowing we'd be
making our own babies sometime.  That's something we'll talk about pretty
soon.
   The rest of the crew down here went at it, too.  There wasn't a dry eye
or empty pussy anywhere.  Being nosey, Kat and I checked out the Guerreros;
Ramon and Elisa were very much in the baby-making mood.  With the hope for
the future they'd gotten yesterday they planned on having at least two
children together.
   Alejandro and Linda had gotten an excellent education.  They'd had their
own first time; they'd wept with happiness over the joy and feelings they'd
shared.  Yeh, Linda wasn't protected yet, but Kat and I decided to make a
talk with Ana.
   The medical and birth control arena down here was pretty primitive --
make that pretty much non-existent.  Being a mostly Catholic country, even
the most rudimentary birth control was frowned at.  There was a
clinic/hospital up in San Jose del Cabo by the airport and at Cabo San
Lucas, but that was pretty much it except for a few emergency-treatment
clinics here and there.
   Somehow we were up at our normal time Wednesday morning.  We checked out
our mattress again for a half hour to make sure it hadn't developed any
squeaks during the night then shared a shower with Mario and Sherry; they
were glowing as much as we were!
   The crew got together for breakfast.  The guys ate with their elbows
tucked in and hunched over their plates so the women wouldn't steal so
much. I was too slow, though, Kat managed to abscond with my toast and one
of my sausages; I think she ported them because I didn't see her fork move
over my plate.
   Sherry teased us, "Guess who Mario and I heard from last night."
   Barbara said, "Geeser.  A free spirit found him, and now he's learning
to call long-distance."
   Good guess.  Anyway, with a huge grin, Sherry said, "Julio and Sarah!"
   Siobhan asked, "You actually answered your cell phone in the middle of
the night?  Didn't you have anything better to do?"
   Mario said, "No.  Not the cell phone.  They _talked_ with us."
   Wow!  The rest of us demanded an explanation.  Sherry related what
they'd told her, that PVC had given them a power-boost at an "opportune
time," and they were outside and operating.
   Aaron said, "Makes sense to me.  With a bit of _merge_ and _link_
already going on and the two of them wanting to be as close as possible
they were primed and ready.  All it would take is a nudge."
   Barbara chimed in, "When Evin and Siobhan worked with us the first time,
they helped us outside.  I don't think they added any power, mainly just
showed us it was possible."
   Evin said, "We didn't add a bit.  It was all on your own.  From what I
understand of the way you folk were able to do it originally, it was on
your own power -- aided with one hell of a lot of sexual energy.  Once you
knew it was possible anyway, you could show and tell someone else that had
enough power.  Sounds like PVC simply boosted them a little."
   Sherry said, "Yes.  While Julio and Sarah may not have had the power to
do it by themselves, once they were able to do it, it really doesn't take
much power at all.  I'll bet PVC will put them through their paces and see
what abilities they have in the rest of the areas.  I know their _talking_
was clear as a bell and didn't seem to have any effort behind it.  Damn
it'll be great having Sarah with us."
   Kat said, "PVC probably saw Julio and Sarah as a target of opportunity.
Any bets against them targeting Ted and Rita today?"
   No one was willing to take the bet.  I said, "They apparently did Julio
and Sarah during an intense sexual episode.  Wonder if that's a
prerequisite or if we can just pop someone out any time if they're
Sensitive by feeding them power."
   We discussed that for a while.  Evin said, "Elisa and I are going to dig
out her brother the lawyer today.  If he's a Sensitive, we'll start
rattling him and see what happens.  Back home, I don't know of any other
Sensitives, but I'll bet if there are, PVC or some of the others will find
them and give it a shot.  This is a great possibility to get a lot more
people free."
   We agreed.  I told them, "Well, from all I've seen of Julio, Sarah, Ted
and Rita, they're totally ethical and intelligent enough to handle the
security.  Any Sensitive we've run into appears to be the same; at least
ethical -- I know there's several floating around Mickey C.  I don't think
we'll have any issues with Clann security; the Eight and everyone else can
make that judgment.  Let's just let it run and we'll handle any issues that
come up as they happen."
   Evin said, "I'll make arrangements with Ramon." He got the long-distance
look for a few seconds then told us, "Ramon and Elisa had several talks
about the construction business with Bob's folks during the night.  They
would have done more, but apparently the womenfolk were quite demanding
about some other things."
   The four ladies here tried to look innocent.  Fat chance!  Eight nipples
perked up and four pussies got slick.  Siobhan said, "More later!  Maybe
before we take off today?" We guys just groaned.
   The arrangements for today were Evin and Siobhan would go visit the
lawyer with Ramon and Elisa.  The rest of us would pick up Alejandro and
Linda and go touristing then we'd meet somewhere for dinner and talk-talk.
   As we got up from the table, I took Barbara's arm and told her, "Today,
you're mine!"
   She immediately got a huge smile, snuggled up to me and said,
"Willingly! Now, later or both?" Her predator's look was at full volume.
   "Later," I told her, "we've got people to do and things to see."
   Kathleen had snuggled up to Aaron; he was grinning so hard I thought his
face would split.  Sherry sniffed the air and asked, "Should we break out
the water buckets?  It's getting pretty fragrant in here."
   ------
   CYNTHIA
   We left Ted and Rita to their own devices the rest of the afternoon.  I
kept an eye on them just in case, but they were up and doing the laundry in
plenty of time.
   PVC had plenty of fun, sex, fun, sex, laughs, more sex and lots of
loving time.  Damn, I could get used to this!
   I took off for home early so I could help Rita if she needed it.  She'd
kicked Ted out a couple minutes before I got there (with a promise he'd
check with his folks about a "sports night") so I helped her put the
finishing touches on things before Mom got home from work.
   Rita had the well-fucked look in spades and moved a little stiffly. 
Don't I know that feeling!  She had the predicted shit-eating grin too.
   I was sitting in the living room reading when Mom got home.  After she
got changed and settled in, Rita "drifted" out.  Mom took one look, smiled
broadly, got up and gave her a big hug!
   She laughed, "Looks like we've got the whole family going." She was
thinking, _"Damn!  I'd like to be that young and full of piss and vinegar
again!  I think Roger's gonna get a real good going over again tonight. 
We've gotta meet this Ted a little more; I just know he's a good guy since
Cynthia and the Inner Circle approves of him."_
   I was going to make myself scarce but they "made" me share girl-talk. 
Mom was mainly concerned Rita was physically okay.  Assured that she was,
Mom told us, "Let's not directly share this with your dad.  While I have no
real doubt he'll know about both of you, you're still his little girls.  If
he mentions it, I'll tell him only what he needs to know."
   We chatted for another hour.  We encouraged her to talk about her early
experiences (she'd been fourteen) and the joys and sorrows she'd gone
through herself as a teenager.  She said, "I can't protect you from the
sorrows; each of you'll have to go through that.  If you do, I'll be here
for you.
   "On the other hand, knowing the people you two hang out with from
McCambridge and Harvard, there probably won't be any major issues.  Now,
Rita, when can we schedule a Ted dinner?"
   Rita called Ted; his parents were available tomorrow evening so we set
up a two-family dinner at Tony Roma's.
   Mom asked, "Now I'll bet you'll want several sleepovers and sports
nights this week, right Rita?"
   Things were lookin' great!
   ------
   KATHLEEN
   We got to the Guerreros about 9:00.  The four of them were glowing with
"that look." We girls immediately grabbed Linda for girl-talk.
   Oh, yeh!  She and Alejandro had done it last night.  She told us, "Don
and Ana were so sweet and loving!  Alejandro must have been paying a lot of
attention because later he got me so wound up I thought I would bust!
   "It only hurt a tiny bit at the beginning; after a few minutes it was
totally wonderful!  I soaked several towels; is it always so wet?  Now I
can really see why people have so much attention on sex.  With the love
supporting it all, it's completely wonderful!"
   She was a bit sore from three rounds last night but nothing to be
concerned about.  "Mama and Ramon know and are happy for us.  They're
concerned about birth control; even though we're lip-service Catholic
because of the culture, we want to be in control."
   I told her, "We'll make a talk with my mom about birth control a bit
later; we'll work something out."
   She smiled and said, "Great!  I'm sure we can work something out.  In
the meantime, I've gotta recover.  My nipples and tits are a little sore
today, not to mention my crotch; we were *very* enthusiastic."
   She rubbed them all a little and her nipples popped up.  Sherry grinned
at her, "Practice will toughen things up!  We'll show you how to do an
energy bleed, too, so they heal up faster."
   Evin and Siobhan took off with Ramon and Elisa while the rest of us went
with Alejandro and Linda back to Cabo San Lucas.  We had our eye on a
boating excursion.
   Alejandro and Linda feel asleep in each other's arms in the first five
minutes.  They told us, _"Gotta rest up for more later!"_
   Yeh.
   There was an early-afternoon boating excursion leaving at 10:30 which
left us with a good hour for *shopping*!  After all, going on a boat meant
special shoes, a big hat and maybe a jacket.  Linda knew exactly where to
go.
   We taught them the sunglasses and sun-block trick with their body
defenses; they picked it up right away.  We girls got a big floppy hat,
shoes and a boating jacket; color-coordinated, of course.
   Perfect weather for a boat run.  Sunny and just warm enough so the wind
didn't chill us.  Hmm.  If the air got chilly, I could feed in a bit of
infrared energy and warm the body up or stiffen the body shield a bit --
but I still had a brand new jacket to wear.
   The boat served lunch; we were famished for whatever reason and stuffed
ourselves.  Aaron seemed awful protective of his plate.  I don't know why,
just because I kept stealing stuff from it was no reason to complain.
   After lunch we were just lazing around watching the water and the
gorgeous scenery.  Ana _knocked_ and we invited her in.
   _"Well guys,"_ she told us, _"I'm very pregnant with both eggs attached
and growing."_
   She got lots of _cheers_, spirit-hugs, _kisses_, _high-fives_,
_butt-bounces_ (Alejandro and Linda learned about them quickly) and lots of
congratulations.  We gave her a formal introduction to Alejandro and Linda.
   I told her, _"They were so inspired with you and Don last night they had
their own first time.  They're so wonderful together!  We do need to make a
talk with you about birth control for her; it's non-existent down here."_
   She told us, _"Not to worry, we've come up with something.  First, let
me fill you in on what's been going on.  While you guys have been
lollygagging around down there, we've been working up here."_
   She told us about the Golds.  Wonderful!  I knew Cynthia and Rita would
be really happy they were here.  And medical doctors, too!  They'll be a
great resource.
   Ana told us, _"Mary and I are gonna show them our stem-cell mice
tomorrow and pick their brains.  Maybe we can talk them in to helping out.
In the meantime, let's talk birth control and pregnancy with Linda and
Alejandro."_
   Linda and Alejandro knew how to make babies but hadn't the faintest idea
how it actually worked inside.  Ana _showed_ them her ovaries and uterus
and helped them _look_ at Linda's.  By golly, Linda was built the same as
the rest of us women!
   Ana _showed_ them the eggs in the ovaries, and talked about how one
(usually) "ripened" then came down the fallopian tube every month.  _"You
saw how an egg gets fertilized last night, I presume."_
   They assured her they'd paid *very* close attention.
   Ana told them, _"I used a spirit-touch to ripen two this time and both
came down.  Now both of them are fertilized and are growing as they
should._
   _"The next major step is the egg has to attach to the uterine wall so
the placenta can form and grow.  If they don't attach, they simply get
flushed out with the blood during the next menstrual period._
   _"One method of birth control is an IUD -- Inter Uterine Device.  It
works by putting just enough tension in the uterus walls so even if an egg
is fertilized, it won't attach and the girl doesn't really get pregnant."_
   She _showed_ us how her eggs had attached to her walls.  _"They're
fairly fragile right now so Don's cut off for a couple days.  If they
become detached, they're flushed_.
   _"Karen Gold came up with this: since we can both see and touch the
eggs, we have a perfect birth control method.  All a girl has to do is
check every couple days.  If there's a fertilized egg, a touch ensures it
doesn't become attached.  If it's already attached, simply brush it off. 
Perhaps she'd even port it out._
   _"There's people who'd say that's an abortion and is immoral.  Bullshit!
We know we're just growing another body; it's the spirit who is the actual
person, and they usually pick up a new body right around the time it's
born._
   _"No chemicals from pills, no risks with infection from the IUD string
and no diaphragm to forget or leak.  And best of all for you and your mom,
Linda, it requires absolutely no medical prescription or assistance."_
   We went back into Linda's uterus and looked around; Ana asked about her
cycle.  There was plenty of sperm but no egg in her uterus so she concluded
Linda hadn't yet ovulated this cycle.  Ana showed Linda the egg ripening in
her left ovary and they made a guestimate on when it would come down. 
_"That's the time to start checking at least every day, Linda.  That makes
you perfectly safe._
   _"As for blood tests for STDs, I'd recommend the entire family get them.
Ramon especially for the same reason as Bob and David get them; sexual
contact isn't the only way to acquire them._
   _"Both the Golds are still fully-licensed.  They probably won't have any
problem with submitting blood samples to a lab.  If you can't find a
convenient clinic to do it down there easily or without hassle, we'll just
teleport samples up here and run them."_
   ------
   BOB
   Of course that opened up the teleportation research.  After explaining
and showing Alejandro and Linda what it was (off in a private corner), Ana
gave us an update.
   _"Don and the others are ready to try humans now.  We though we'd start
with a couple of the Unpleasantville people; if that works out okay,
Frank's volunteered to be the first of us."_
   Hmm.  I told her, _"It'll probably work out.  Objectively, Frank's a
good choice.  While he's got family and Thelma, no one's actually dependant
on him for support.  If he's willing, I'd say it's an acceptable risk.  Go
ahead and tell them to let it rip."_
   We finished up the boat ride.  Glorious scenery.  Kat and I chatted a
bit and decided to look up some of those big ship cruises we'd seen
advertised.  All we had to do was break loose the time!
   We headed back to meet with the other part of the crew; we met at a nice
restaurant Elisa recommended.  Food, lots of food!  The girls still packed
it in; somehow I figured they all had plans for tonight.
   Linda kept urging Alejandro to eat more, "You need to keep your strength
up, novio; you've got a long evening and night ahead."
   We guys sympathized with him -- but only a little.
   Evin and Ramon reported on what they'd found.  Ramon told us, "Elisa's
brother, the lawyer, *and* his partner are what you call Sensitives.  He's
always been friendly with Alejandro and me so I think we can work together
just fine.
   "We rattled them around several times and pumped some power in; let's
wait and see what happens tomorrow."
   Evin said, "We started setting up a Mexican company for JRD.  They're
pretty sharp and figured out the right way to get money in legally and how
to set up the ownership.  They set up Ramon right away to form Guerrero
Construction; wonder why he suggested that name?
   "We visited Ramon's cousin, too.  He told us real estate is pretty slow
right now once you get away from the resort areas.
   "He figures with El Gordo shitting in jail, people will be a lot more
willing to move back into the blighted areas if there's housing.  He agreed
with Ramon that the ownership of most of the area has gone back to the
banks or the government.  Starting tomorrow, he's gonna research ownership
along the road from El Tule to the Guerreros.  We figured that would be a
good place to start.
   "He's so close to being one of us I think it'll take just a little
tickle to get him out and about.  He's married with three fairly young
children.  Ramon, what do you think of them?"
   Ramon said, "I did the _inspection_ you taught us.  From what I could
see, the entire family will be able to do it.  After all, he's my cousin;
I'd expect him to hook up with a good woman.
   "We stopped by the utilities department.  They're more than willing to
sign us up for sewer, water, power and the like and even happier that we're
willing to do the installation.  I have a fair idea of the piping and such
it'll take and ordered it for tomorrow.  Next we need a back hoe for the
trenching.  I don't know of any available around here."
   I told him, "Make a quick talk with my mother.  We probably have several
sitting in the yard we can spare for a week or so.  Once we have your
company set up here, we'll look at getting you one of your own."
   Elisa asked, "So how are we going to get it here?  It's several days'
drive just to the border along some of these roads." [It's about 800 miles]
   I grinned and told her, "Ask Alejandro and Linda when we get home and
out of the public eye.  I'm sure they'll be able to figure out a way to get
something from there to here very rapidly."
   Alejandro and Linda gave me a "fuckin' crazy gringo" look and started
thinking.  It only took them a minute to figure it out then they grinned
and bounced up and down a few times.  A portion of Linda's anatomy bounced
*very* nicely.
   Elisa asked them, "What?"
   They laughed and told her, "Bob said to wait until we get home!"
   Well it was about that time, so we headed back to the homestead. 
Alejandro and Linda took another snooze on the way; we could see they were
preparing for a long night.
   After we got the lanterns lit, we kicked back for another talk.  Elisa
asked, "Okay now, *what*?"
   Yep, they'd figured it out.  "Mama, they can make things move!  It's
called teleportation!"
   We gave them a few demonstrations; I'd say they were duly impressed. 
Barbara told them, "We did all our luggage that way.  All we carried on the
way down was a little bag; when we got our rooms, we zapped the rest of the
stuff down.  Beats standing in line at the baggage claim and no weight or
size limits!"
   Kathleen said, "Bob and I zapped down our dancing clothes from our
closet at home.  Works just fine.  The folks back home are working on
porting people now.  We don't think it'll be much of a problem; we're just
not ready for it yet."
   We showed them what we knew so far.  They really had trouble with it
themselves so I told them, "We'll probably make up a training course for
this.  Don't concern yourselves about it right now."
   We talked some more on the business.  We agreed Ramon and I would get
together tomorrow, plan out the digging and go around to talk with several
other construction-type guys he knew.
   The rest decided they'd take Alejandro and Linda on some more
sight-seeing in the morning.  Elisa and Kathleen said they'd go see her
brother in the afternoon to see how his research was going and to see if
they could oomph him and maybe his partner outside.
   All right!  We left Ramon and Elisa talking with Mother and we headed
back to the Villa.  Dinner and dance time!
   We changed clothes and went to a very nice restaurant for dinner. 
Mexican-style steak and seafood (exactly the right amount) with a perfect
desert.  Kat sat with Aaron while Barbara and I snuggled up.  I felt her
hard nipple against my arm and smelled her arousal.  Then again, the rest
of the ladies were flooding out pheromones and scent too, so it probably
wasn't just her.
   Giving her nipples a little _lick_, I asked her quietly, "Lady Barbara,
may I have the extreme honor of sweet loving with you tonight?"
   "I am yours, Ceann.  The honor and extreme pleasure is mine.  I hope I
can break the suction on the seat of this chair." Grin.
   I suggested, "Perhaps we can take a stroll along the beach and wade a
little in the waves."
   "Ceann, I've heard about your beach walks.  Maybe we could find a small
wave or so to surf?  I'm not sure I can handle what Kat's told me a long
Journey can do."
   "Sweet Barbara, I'm sure we can come to some accommodation.  You've been
very well-behaved, so perhaps the Rod of Chastisement won't be required
tonight."
   "On the other hand, Sorcerer, maybe I'll do something really bad between
now and then."
   "Yeh, Barbara.  When you're bad, I'll bet you're really good!"
   "Right!"
   We paid the tab and headed out.  I noticed Sherry was snuggled up to
Evin while Siobhan had an arm lock on Mario.  Seems like some other people
had some ideas, too.
   Back at the Villa, we changed and hit the dance floor for a while.  As I
danced with Sherry, I told her, "Looks like Evin's gonna get some Spanish
Sun tonight.  Hopefully you won't burn him too badly."
   "I might be able to show him a few things but after hearing Siobhan the
other night I hope poor Mario will survive."
   "As if *you*'ve never put the fire to him!  Then again, Siobhan was even
more demanding than you were; she didn't slow down much at all. 
Fortunately, Mario's got a day or so to rest up -- unless *you* wear him
out tomorrow, too."
   I warned Siobhan, "Mario's gonna turn you inside out!  I have it on very
good authority he's got some Spanish loving tricks that'll make your hair
even redder."
   She laughed and told me, "Bring it *on*!  I have a feeling he'll like
screwing the Office Manager."
   "Again I have it on the best authority that Mario doesn't screw.  He
makes love to a lady so wonderfully she melts.  You'd better bring in a few
extra towels to blot up the puddles."
   Kat was grinning up a storm.  "Aaron's packing some real heat underneath
that calm accountant's exterior.  I hope I survive."
   "Just give him lots of Tender Loving Care tonight, Sunshine.  Make sure
you both have ear protection; you always seem to bring out the beast in
men."
   Barbara was a tall lady, just a few inches shorter than me.  She was
solidly built with nice firm padding where it counted the most, topped off
with some drill bits which threatened to go right through me.  I felt her
heat from the bottom to the top.
   I told her, "I've changed my mind, Barbara.  I don't think you'll
survive the night."
   She quivered a little and snuggled up even closer.  "Well, we'll just
have to find out, won't we?  Siobhan says you know how to show a girl a
good time.  On the other hand, I've got almost twice your experience; maybe
*you* won't survive!"
   I told her, "They'll have to bury us at sea to put out the fire!"
   Segue to her room.  With four couples and five bedrooms, there was
plenty of choice.
   I didn't have to probe her to know what she liked; it was sitting out on
top for the dimmest of empaths to find.  Nuzzling each bit of skin, I
undressed her slowly.
   She was magnificent!  Lovely large woman's breasts that sagged a bit
from their weight but not at all flabby with broad shoulders to hold them
up.  She had a blazing forest below, already saturated with her passion.  A
quick taste showed her to be as sweet as her personality.
   Several minutes of the Sorcerer's Grip brought her nipples up fiercely
hard, sucking her large areolae into twin dark-red peaks of fire.  I
breathed hot breaths on them, attempting to extinguish the fire.  It didn't
work; she shook and trembled as a sweet climax swept through us.
   I led her hands to her breasts.  "Milk your tits in my mouth, Barbara!
Let me taste your mother's milk!"
   Her hands shook as she milked them slowly and firmly, forcing the blood
into her nipples.  After the third time, I slowly closed my mouth over one
and sucked gently.
   She shrieked loudly and squirmed as a hot climax flooded us.  "Suck me!
Suck me hard!  Drink my milk, Ceann!"
   I sucked harder.  She shook and spasmed as she remembered nursing Colin
and Doug as well as thousands before.  She squirmed, panted and climaxed
again.
   Switching to the other nipple, I sucked hard.  Back and forth we went,
_sharing_ the sensations.  Every couple minutes, a climax flowed through us
and we gloried in the pleasure.
   Finally we relaxed and shared sweet loving kisses while our hearts
slowed down.  Fantastic!
   We calmed down a bit, got a drink and mopped a bit of the sweat off our
faces.  I licked a few perspiration drops off her nipples then started
towards Down Under.
   Her navel wasn't particularly sensitive but was definitely ticklish. 
More squirms and some laughter.
   I gently pulled her fur with my lips, licked her salty perspiration from
her sweet creases and eased further down.  A wonderful fragrance greeted me
as she willing pulled up her knees and spread her legs.  "Lick me, Ceann.
Drink from my fountain and make us faint from joy!"
   I did my best.  I had to dry out the forest a bit first; that got her
moaning, squirming and bouncing her hips at me.  "Now!" she told me.  "Get
your mouth on me and suck my cunt dry!"
   I couldn't.  The more I sucked and drank, the more sweet woman's syrup
flooded out in an attempt to extinguish the forest fire, accompanied by
warm releases washing through us.  The boiler was lit and the pressure was
climbing!
   Two then three fingers in her quivering channel brought warmer climaxes
washing us more often.  When I buried three fingers, she shrieked, climaxed
hard and flooded us with fragrant ambrosia.
   "Please.  Inside me.  I need you inside me!"
   I slid up and in slowly and gently.  She squirmed, bounced, cursed
luridly in Irish and came all over me every couple seconds until I was
finally buried.
   I growled at her, "Missy Barbara!  A lady doesn't curse that way,
especially to her Ceann!  Behold the Rod of Chastisement!"
   Long firm strokes built up the pressure even though she flooded us with
orgasmic releases every fifteen seconds or so.  We turned on our sides and
stroked more while hotter climaxes drove our boiler into superheat.
   When we rolled her on top, I grasped her breasts firmly and milked them.
"Milk!  Give us milk!" She shrieked, shook, came hard and sprayed drops of
perspiration over us.
   She tried to ride me hard but I slowed her down.  "Slowly, build it
slowly and make it last, my love.  The wave awaits us and is the sweeter
for the wait." She calmed down but kept moving briskly, giving us hot
climaxes every few seconds while the boiler was ready to lift a relief
valve.
   We lifted and rearranged ourselves so she was on her hands and knees.  I
slid home from behind and pushed her cervix firmly.  "The Rod of
Chastisement strikes deep.  Be warned; it will extract its punishment!"
   Two long slow strokes and bumps on her cervix got her coming
continuously.  I reached around with one hand to a hot breast and got the
other on her stiff clit.  I milked a couple times and twisted her hard
nipples firmly.  Fluttering my fingers across her clit, I milked hard,
stroked deeply and rapidly and held on.
   Barbara grabbed her other breast, milked it really hard and screamed
while she came and locked up her muscles.  I buried myself deeply and came
hard on her cervix.
   She screamed, "Baby!  Make a baby in me!" We locked up hard and solid
while I pumped cum into her uterus.
   *Surf's up!* The wave lifted us high; no little swell in the ocean, it
was worthy of the Pipeline itself!
   We clung to the top for several frenzied seconds then sucked all the
orgasmic energy into us and slid down the face.
   Dayum!  Our bodies pushed us out almost immediately.  We popped into the
sky above the ocean, _wound_ through each other and _merged_ hard with a
nice flare.
   We danced in the moonlight and dove deep into the waters.  We found
fantastic fishes to chase and tweaked sharks' tails.
   We blinked back to our bodies; they were still twitching as they
released their energy.  I went Down Under and cleaned her up; she squirmed
and moaned as several small releases washed us.  Finally we were quiet and
could breathe easily.
   She told me, "Dayum, Bob.  I'm glad I wasn't really bad; I wouldn't
survive the chastisement."
   I laughed at her, "That was just a little slap on the wrist, Barbara.  I
think after tonight Aaron will know how to apply the Rod of Chastisement
himself, so you'd better mind your manners, young lady!"
   We let our bodies doze off while we did some exploring.
   The rest of the gang had gone at it pretty hard; it looked as if there'd
been a flood on every bed.  They were all outside exploring.
   We blinked over and _peeked_ at the Guerreros.  Ramon and Elisa had
obviously been at it; Alejandro and Linda had soaked the bed; they were
locked together and shrieking out their pleasure -- for the fourth time.
   Barbara and I blinked to Burbank and nosed around.  There were lots of
wet sheets there, too.
   Okay.  Barbara dragged me back to Cabo for more fun.  This time was slow
and gentle for an hour with wonderful sweet hugs, kisses and delightful
_windings_ to match the warm climaxes we shared.
   More exploring, this time in the desert and the blighted areas.  We
chased desert mice, spat on El Gordo (who'd just shit himself again) and
_reminded_ the rest of his gang he'd had all the firing pins from their
weapons.  They woke up angry and vowed vengeance!
   Back to Villa again.  Hot and hard 69 then a slow one.  More exploring,
more loving...  you know the drill.  So nice to share love and happiness!
   Chapter 43
   VALERIE (Thursday 4/6)
   We had an all-hands sleepover Wednesday night; Cynthia and Rita's mom
knew exactly what was happening.  Ted's folks had no problem with a "sports
nights" at Pat's place.
   Pat and Ted made dinner for us three girls.  We rewarded them by
unbuttoning our shirts all the way and letting them fall open as they may.
The fact none of us wore bras helped; a nipple flash now and then caused a
couple food spills.
   We cleaned up and watched a nice chick-flick DVD while we snogged gently
on the sofa and recliner.  Nice evening!
   Ted and Pat played a quick video game for lip service then we "retired"
early.  Rita and Ted went to Pat's place while PVC got ours.
   I told Rita and Ted, "Don't worry too much about the hallway.  Since
it's a dead end, there's no other traffic besides us, the Adams and the
Merrills.  With the little twist at the entrance, no one else can look down
here anyway unless they actually come in several yards.  All eight of us
just go back and forth as we wish, with or without clothes.  In case we
didn't tell you, the Merrills and Adams on either side along with Bellana
and Lucia Sonora are ones of us and are part of the Mickey C Inner Circle."
   The five of us set up a light 5% link for _sharing_, set up our sound
blocks (Ted and Rita were loud!) and put in a very light _link_ between
Cynthia, Rita and their parents.  For the next several hours, every time
Cynthia or Rita had a climax (there were lots), their folks got a little
orgasmic blast.
   Damn, for "old folks" their parents got it on pretty hot and heavy.  We
relented after midnight though and cut their link way, way down; they had
to go to work in the morning.
   In the morning, PVC met with Julio, Sarah, Ted and Rita at my place. 
Sarah and Rita knew each other from the slumber party so we introduced
Julio and Ted.
   Cynthia told them, "By now we've already told you what we've done with
you.  By us adding some energy you've been able to get yourselves
completely outside your bodies; so far, you've demonstrated you've got the
same abilities as the rest of us.
   "If you haven't guessed by now, the entire Inner Circle at Mickey C and
NHH have the same ability.  Bob Reynolds discovered how to do this last
December and we've been on a roll ever since.  A lot of the students'
parents are also what we call 'ones of us'.
   "What we'd like to do for a little bit today is train you on some of the
things we've discovered and see if there's actually any difference between
a graduated Sensitive and a 'native' one of us.  After that we'll let you
go back to doing what you were doing yesterday.  Is that okay with you?"
   They were interested.  We worked them hard for a couple hours.  What we
found was they could do everything including routine _inspections_.  When
it came to probes and transcriptions, they could handle one with a fair
amount of work.  When teamed up under a firewall, they could handle four
okay.  Then when we hooked up a power-sharing VPN they went up to the
"normal" set of nine and ten.  Wonderful!
   With DNA scans, they took a long time; we concluded they didn't have the
power to get the sensitivity required.  With the power-sharing VPN, though,
they came right up to speed.
   With spirit-touches they were fine.  _Touches_ aren't actually a
function of power; the spirit could generate as much physical power as
needed "on the spot," so to speak.
   They loved the phantom fingers and tongues.  Ted and Julio immediately
tried out their tongues while Sarah and Rita showed the appropriate
responses.  Grin.
   They picked up the three-layer firewalls and personae and had no
difficulty setting up their body defenses.  I told them, "Okay, then.  I
want you to have a power-VPN connection to your SO and at least to me or
Pat all the time.  The only thing you 'lack' really is the level of sheer
power a lot of the rest of us have.
   "That's absolutely nothing to be ashamed of in any way.  None of us can
sing like Leone or Mark nor dance like Bob and Kathleen.  That's not a
reflection of your ethics or integrity in any way; it's simply a difference
of talent.
   "For the rest of the Spring Break, you should practice, practice,
practice.  I'd recommend you do a lot of exploring at night both as couples
and perhaps as a foursome.  That'll give you a lot of experience moving
about and working together.  Then perhaps next Monday evening we'll get you
over to a Clann meeting to meet the rest of the gang.  They'll welcome you
with their entire hearts.
   "If you're like the rest of us, and I have no doubt you are, you'll find
some earlier memories.  Many will be quite old and you may not believe
them. The three of us have found extensive memories; one of our particular
talents is that we've got a lot of them and can access them as easily as
you can remember your first times a couple days or weeks ago.  Don't worry
about them, use them as you will.
   "Now let's take a look at something we call merging."
   The couples merged very nicely.  Each pair had a bright glow and could
make wonderful colors with only a few minor gray spots.
   I finished up, "You're doing totally great!  It's wonderful to have you
with us!  If it's okay, we'll get together with you Sunday for a few
minutes and go over some of the Clann customs we've developed and see if
you're interested in joining.
   "Both Pat and my parents are ones of us; they're just not around very
much because of their work.  They're very much aware of our troika and
support us in every way.
   "Cynthia and Rita's parents aren't ones of us but their mom knows what's
going on and gives them tremendous freedom.  Sarah, I know Sherry has a lot
of freedom to stay out when she wants, what's your and Julio's situation
that way?"
   Sarah told us, "Our parents had dinner together last week with Sherry,
Julio and his brother, their parents and me.  We had a long talk about
Brain Trusts and Inner Circles.  Of course my folks knew all -- or almost
all -- about them from Sherry so they bragged on her a lot.  Sherry's
coached me up on tutoring and put me in the Brain Trust so a lot of that's
rubbed off on me, too.
   "Sherry told me the Brain Trust isn't all about intelligence and grades;
it's actually more about relationships and basic study skills.  She's
pounded study skills into me for years so I can help pass it on."
   Julio said, "That's rubbed off on me, too.  Last Monday, Riona O'Banain
asked me into their Brain Trust.  Probably had something to do with Sarah
going to that girls' night here last Saturday.  Mr.  Armstrong, the Men's
Councilor from NHH, called my mom Monday night and bragged on them and me a
lot"
   Sarah laughed and said, "Julio, that's probably because I told the girls
Saturday you and I were doing it and were serious.  Now I know Sherry and
Mario have probably been tracking us for quite a while.
   "Anyway, my mom knows about us.  I saw the way she acted when Sherry and
George started getting really serious and sleeping together last September;
Mom would smile, give her a hug and look really happy.  After you and I did
it the first time, she started doing the same with me.  She knows."
   Julio said, "Basically, since Sarah and I are watching Mario's place
while he's gone, we've got permission to spend the night there.  If both
our families compare notes, they'll find out we're spending the nights
together.
   "My mother, too, has been treating me differently the past couple weeks.
She really likes Sarah as well as the rest of the Stapleys and probably
knows what's going on.  From what I know now, there probably won't be an
issue.  Since we know how to do it now, I'll give her an _inspection_ and
see what she really thinks."
   Patrick produced five tee shirts.  They had a comic face of a woman with
a knowing look and the words, "Moms Always Know." He passed them out to
Rita, Ted, Sarah, Julio and Cynthia.  He said, "Wear them home.  I'm sure
they'll get the joke.  Ted, I assume your parents don't have any trouble
with you?"
   Ted told us, "Not that I'm aware of.  They know a lot about the Brain
Trust and Inner Circle from years of association with Mickey C.  With the
wonderful Seals of Approval sweet Rita and I got last Saturday and the fact
our families are having dinner tonight, I don't see any problems at all. 
In fact, last night my mother grinned at me like she knew.  I'm gonna do an
_inspection_ and find out."
   I told them, "All that being said for now, between my and Pat's
apartments, we have four bedrooms.  We claim my parents' room because there
are three of us.
   "Rita, Ted, you've got Rita's place.  Sarah and Julio, rather than going
all the way to Mario's apartment, you're welcome to Pat's place today if
you're interested; all we have to do is ensure the sheets are clean when
they come home."
   They were interested.  Rita and Ted took off while Sarah and Ted went
over to Pat's place.  We had *lots* of fun and games the rest of the
afternoon and part of the evening.
   Ted and Rita showed up around 9:30 for another sleepover and sports
night.  Rita told us, "Dinner went great.  Ted and I _inspected_ everyone;
my mom knows for sure, of course, my dad is very certain and Ted's folks
are quite certain we're doing it."
   Cynthia laughed and told us, "It didn't hurt that every time Ted even
glanced at Rita her nipples popped up and she drooled.  Even a total
mundane could tell they're involved.
   "Now, I propose an additional experiment.  We got these two couples up
from Sensitives to ones of us.  How about we see what we can do with the
four sets of parental units?"
   We agreed and plotted for a little bit before we retired.  Again, we
linked in the Gold parents for a while to share a bit in their daughters'
pleasures and loves.
   ------
   ANA (Thursday 4/6)
   Karen and Oscar showed up promptly at 9:00.  Mary and I gave them the
two-bit tour then took them to the "laboratory" (the den).
   After one look at all the mice and other live animals, they were
intensely interested.  "Okay.  Obviously medical research of some sort. 
Whatcha got?"
   Mary told them, "Regeneration research.  We're looking at stem cells. 
Probably you've noticed this..." she waved her thumb stump at them, "so
when Ana asked for volunteers, I 'reluctantly' volunteered.  I've got other
stuff that could use fixing too which I'll show you later."
   We pulled out our two best examples.  Mary said, "This one had an old,
healed break in the left hind leg with the expected lump.  Take a look
now."
   They _looked_ and saw the break was almost completely unnoticeable. 
Karen said, "If you hadn't told me, I would never have noticed.  There's
only a slight difference.  How'd you do that?"
   Mary said, "Let's show you the other one first." She pulled out the one
who'd had the missing joint and toe.  By now it had re-grown to the end of
the claw.  The Golds could find only a slight difference in bone density
where the joint and lower part had regenerated.
   I said, "Scars just disappear.  If you look over both of these, neither
has any scars anywhere.  The regeneration appears to cover the entire body,
not just the specific area we worked on to start with.  I'd guess over time
the bone density around the breaks will come up to normal."
   Their interest went to volcanic.  Oscar said, "I've kept an eye on the
research over the years and we've seen nothing even remotely resembling
these results.  Give!"
   I said, "First there's a bit of background under that." We showed them
teleportation; in ten minutes they were able to do local ports themselves.
   "We were concerned about angular momentum or 'intrinsic velocity' but
have come up with a handling for that.  We haven't ported humans yet but
see no reason why it won't work.  Probably tomorrow we'll do our first one;
we've got a volunteer from the gang.
   "Now, the scale we're working on in the research is completely
different. We don't have to be concerned about angular momentum or even air
or other matter displacement.  Probably the easiest way is to show you what
we do."
   Taking them with us, we found a home birth going on in Pasadena and
ported the cord blood here.  "Most researchers use cord blood because it's
got a high concentration of stem cells, about 1,000 in a 100 million. 
We've found other sources with different concentrations; it doesn't seem to
matter what source they're from, be it human or animal, they all seem to
behave the same."
   Mary picked out a newly-arrived hamster.  We'd specifically asked for
animals with injuries; this one had a front-leg break which had healed
crookedly (we hadn't tried one with a crooked break before) and several
other scars.  We extracted 0.5 cc of blood -- a hamster's larger than a
mouse -- and were ready for the next step.
   Mary told them, "Notice the stem cell nuclei from the cord blood. 
Obviously it has the child's DNA, but observe the current mixture of
enzymes and other structures."
   We took them along while we replaced the stem cell DNA with the mouse's
DNA.  Karen said, "Wonderful!  None of the literature has tried that,
probably because it's so time-consuming.  Here, we're doing in less than
ten minutes what would take a laboratory weeks or even months!"
   Mary said, "Yeh.  I'd say we have an advantage here.  Now, pick out a
couple stem-cell nuclei where we've replaced the DNA and watch what
happens." In five minutes or so, the enzymes and structure had changed.  We
_showed_ them several early prenatal samples in situ and pointed out the
similarities; they were almost identical.
   I said, "From what we remembered of the first five months or so of human
gestation, the fetus can regenerate from almost catastrophic damage.  I
figure that's why mechanical abortions are so tricky.
   "So what we have now is human stem cells with the hamster's DNA.  The
nuclei are almost identical to that of the early fetal blood."
   Mary injected most of the stem cells in the hamster's leg and put the
rest right into the blood stream.  We told them our findings on the
"normal" concentration and showed them the 10X concentration in all our
"treated" animals.
   "Note that not only is the concentration up 10X but the stem cells are
what we call the regenerative type with the altered nuclear enzymes and
other structures.  We've got very little idea what the enzymes and
structures actually do; we've been very pragmatic.  It just works."
   We took them in for a look at the hamster's leg.  Already several cells
of the break had been replaced.  "We'll see if the leg straightens out.  My
guess is that it will; the regeneration seems to be on an area basis,
probably based on the DNA blueprint rather than a blind cell-replacement."
   We showed them our notes on sources, gender and how we could culture
more stem cells from a sample.  Mary said, "Now that I think of it, we have
our own home-grown source of stem cells; we can probably grow an unlimited
amount and don't have to go hunting for births.  That's another variable we
can look at.
   "We'll find out too if it's possible to do a series of DNA replacements
in the same cell.  If so, we're gold!"
   I told them, "Bob Reynolds came up with a lot of the questions we've
been researching the last week and a half.  We've got a layman peer review
team who've kept us fairly honest and is really hard to please."
   Oscar and Karen each picked out a test animal with injuries.  This time
we used the cultured stem cells and coached them on the mass DNA
replacement.  They did the injections on their animals, marked them and put
them away.
   Mary said, "We're certain human regeneration will work the same way. 
Our major issues are longevity tests and the fact that it might work *too*
well.  For example, I had a fairly large hymen.  Now, if I get the
regenerative stem cells, will it grow back?  Will I be a perennial virgin?
I sure hope not.
   "Things like cosmetic surgery to fix a cleft pallet or other birth
defects?  Are the birth defects actually part of the DNA?  Will they be
reversed?  I had two wisdom teeth pulled because they took so much room;
will they try to grow back?
   "On the other hand, I have several broken teeth I'd love to have grow
back.  How about male circumcision?  Will that revert?
   "Arthritis as a degenerative disease.  Osteoporosis in older women. 
Will these regenerate as the surrounding bone which may have significant
lost mass?  How about heart cells after a heart attack?  Plaque in the
blood vessels?  When regenerating bone, what happens if the body doesn't
have enough calcium?
   "Our hope is that we can control it somehow.  We could try a protective
spirit-shield around areas we don't want regenerated.  Perhaps things like
a foreskin and hymen are protection only during the younger years and won't
regenerate in an older body?
   "Our mouse with the regenerated toe and the one with the bone break had
them done just about three weeks ago.  So far they appear to be completely
healthy; we can't find any neurological damage or structure changes nor any
indication of cancerous material.  We hope it will regenerate cancerous
tissues."
   They wanted IN!  We talked for another three hours, discussing research
paths and laying out specific animal experiments.
   Karen asked, "Mary, how'd you lose your thumb?"
   She said, "That takes some background, too.  A year before last
December, my best friend was drugged and gang-raped."
   The Golds immediately put on their doctor faces and listened intently.
Mary described Lucia's ordeal briefly and what she'd faced when she came
back to school.
   "Because I stood up for her, five assholes decided I was a whore too. 
They kidnapped me and had their fun and games for a couple days then dumped
me for dead.
   "I was in a coma for something like ten months before Stephen and Lucia
dug me out.  My parents dumped me a month into it and the hospital kicked
me out a month ago.  Elizabeth and her husband David took me in."
   Without a moment's hesitation she stripped down completely.  I took them
along on the same inspection I'd done before, telling them my conclusions.
Mary said, "They used garden shears on my thumb and sawed off my nipple
with a dull steak knife and laughed while I screamed."
   I could feel the Golds' anger underneath their doctors' faces.  However,
they kept their cools.  They _looked_ intently at the repairs, agreed they
were pretty decent for emergency repair work and concurred on my prediction
that a plastic surgeon would have waited for her to get her strength back
before doing any further work.
   Mary told them, "Bob and Kat found me a boyfriend here.  He's got no
concern about scars and such.  In fact he often insists on doing 'healing
touches' with his mouth -- all over." Her nipple and breast scar puckered
up.
   Mary concluded, "So you probably have a good idea now why I'm a
volunteer." They got the picture.
   Oscar asked, "So what happened to the people who did that to you and
Lucia?"
   Ho!  I took thirty minutes and went over Operation Cold, including the
rotting balls and numb fanny diseases.  The Golds grinned appreciatively.
   Mary said, "As of today, three of the five of my attackers are dead of
blood poisoning.  It was painful and slow -- too bad.  The other two are
permanently sterile and impotent or frigid.  The guy is a fuck toy and the
girl is a sex slave in jail.  I'm sorry, but I can't stir up the least bit
of sympathy for any of them.  They'll sure never do anything like that
again this lifetime.
   "However, that's in the past.  Steven and Lucia pulled me out and
cleaned me up.  Sam's washing away the rest, so the future looks great no
matter how this research goes."
   I'd done a quick nerve channel _inspection_ on Oscar and Karen.  They
both had some dark gray areas that needed cleaned up.
   "All right!  Let's show you another technique we're using now."
   I told them about Frank's leg injury from almost 30 years ago.  He was
home so with his permission, I _showed_ them his leg.
   "Five or six weeks ago, he was in constant pain from the leg and could
barely get around with a cane; he couldn't walk a block.  The right leg had
atrophied to about 50% and the left leg to about 75%.  We found energy from
the injury had locked up in the nerves throughout the body and found a very
simple way to release it.
   "He's been pain-free for a month now and has 95% functionality in the
left and 90% in the right -- and they're getting better.  That's the kind
of results we get.  Now, either of you have some old or new injuries?"
   Oscar had cracked the bone in his left forearm eighteen months ago and
it had been bothering him ever since.  Karen had a bad knee from a fall. 
These two injuries had been a large factor in their deciding to retire.
   Mary and I _showed_ them the energy as dark gray and my research
thoughts on what caused it.  We gave them each an energy bleed; their dark
gray went to light gray in half an hour.
   I told them, "You two trade off doing that a couple times a day for
several days.  You'll probably find most of it will be gone and you'll
regain a lot of functionality.
   "All righty, then!  Mary and I'll order the other supplies we listed
this afternoon.  If you're ready Friday, we'll introduce you to the rest of
the Clann.  Eight of them are on vacation in Cabo San Lucas, but I'll drop
them a quick hint you'll be here and they'll probably show up.
   "They've found more of us down there they'll probably want to introduce
so it'll be a fun meeting.  Now let's do lunch."
   I took them to my favorite hole-in-the wall restaurant.  We had a nice
lunch and further chat then Mary and I sent them on their way.
   ------
   KATHLEEN (Thursday 4/6)
   Aaron definitely had an accountant's eye for figures.  He inspected mine
thoroughly several times with his mouth, hands, tongue and fingers.  He did
an in-depth inspection of my orifices with a nicely-large inspection tool
which stretched me out wonderfully!  Experience does count!
   We did lots of lovin', lots of explorin' and lots of talkin'.  Around
3:00 we let the bodies sleep and spent the rest of the night exploring the
desert and mountains inland to San Javier.
   We stirred awake around 8:00 and joined Bob and Barbara in the shower.
We had the extremely-well-fucked look, all of us.
   After we dried off, we did a 1-2-3 switch!  back to our own bedrooms to
get dressed.  Bob and I got on our casual clothes and met the rest in the
dining room for breakfast.
   For some reason the guys kept their elbows in and hunched over their
plates.  We girls scarfed everything down and started stealing from the
guys' plates.  A bit of porting does wonders!  I only made Bob go back to
the buffet twice.
   I was polite, though, and didn't port anything he had on his fork on the
way to his mouth.  As we ate, we girls _gossiped_, giggled and stole food
from any available male plate.
   After breakfast, we went to the Guerreros in both vehicles.  I took off
in the car with Elisa to see her brother; Bob and Ramon disappeared in
Ramon's truck and the others went in the SUV with Alejandro and Linda for
some more sightseeing.
   Rodrigo was a year older than Elisa and had never been married.  He'd
set up this law office about six months ago and had acquired a partner a
month later just to handle the load.
   His partner, Alona, was widowed (thanks to El Gordo) with two teenage
children.  He introduced us; she was quite charming.  Some would say she
was chubby, but I'd say she was simply plenty of woman.
   As she walked away, Elisa and I heard Rodrigo thinking, _"Damn, she's
nice.  Too bad we have to keep it professional in the office; it's gotten
harder since yesterday for whatever reason."_ Hmm, maybe we had something
going here.
   We _inspected_ her; she was nicely Sensitive, just about the same as
Rodrigo.  Interesting.  Both she and Rodrigo were expanded outside their
bodies about a foot.  Every time they were close enough to each other, they
_linked_ and _touched_ each other a bit.  Neither of them were sure what
was going on, but they were feeling a *lot* of mutual attraction.
   I told Elisa, _"Looks like we've got something going between them. 
Let's get them together, pump some power in and see what happens."_
   She said, _"Ya.  We've been ragging on him for years about finding a
woman."_
   We probed them both quickly and found a reasonable excuse for her to
bring something pertaining to our business at hand over to him.  With a few
_nudges_ to them, she set the documents in front of Rodrigo, pulled up
another chair and sat beside him, a lot closer than usual.  So far, so
good.
   I told Elisa, _"It's your game.  Start pumping power in a little at a
time.  When you feel its right, give them a surge and see what it does."_
   Elisa was smooth.  With only a tiny _prompt_, Alona leaned over closer
to point out something.  Elisa pushed a little power and they expanded
outwards; now they were overlapped considerably.  She said something to him
then they turned heads to look at each other.
   Elisa smoothly fed in a power surge and they _fell_ into each other. 
Wonderful colpo di tuono!  They popped free and _merged_ and _linked_
almost immediately!
   They took off, _winding_ through and around each other, discovering the
joy they'd been feeling for months.  Their bodies collapsed; with a little
_touch_, Alona ended up draped all over him.
   Nice.  Very nice and smooth.  They _snuggled_ and _merged_ several times
with a very nice glow, danced together a few moments and shared lots of
spirit-hugs.  While they were discovering each other in a new light, Elisa
and I sat and grinned at each other.  We kept the other two office people
out of the way with _nothing going on here_ thoughts.
   After ten minutes or so, we reeled them in a little.  They were
broadcasting lovey-dovey for several blocks around and the rest of the
staff was getting a little antsy.
   Elisa told them, _"Rodrigo!  Make love to her later!  How about your
clients?" Big grin._
   They had no idea what had happened, just that they felt so wonderful
together.  Elisa said, _"You're remembering how we used to be.  There are
several of us now who can be free of our bodies, and that's what's happened
with you."_
   We got them back near their bodies and coached them on using the
controls to take them back.  They settled back in and promptly gave each
other a big hug.  They remembered they were in front of clients (much less
his little sister) and were totally embarrassed.
   We poo-poo'd it off.  Elisa told them, "Let's spend a little time on
this now then I'll get back with you later tonight.  That is, unless you're
otherwise occupied."
   We coached them on several things.  Leakage, firewalls, _inspecting_,
outside movement, that sort of stuff; they took to it easily.  The only
problem they had was if they got too close to each other or looked too long
at each other, they'd pop outside and start snogging again!  Such a
problem!
   Anyway, they kept things together long enough to show us they'd done a
lot of work already.  Ramon's construction company documents were getting
filed (a few extra pesos here and there hadn't hurt) and the JRD company
paperwork would be ready tomorrow.
   Good enough.  We left them trying to work for the rest of the afternoon.
I doubted if they'd make it; Elisa and I had been getting drenched in their
thoughts of sharing their love physically as well as spiritually.  Hot!
   We did a bit of shopping and lots of talking.  One thing I brought up
was school for Alejandro and Linda.  "Elisa, assuming everything goes well,
when do you think there'd be a school reopening?"
   "Probably at least a year.  Even if we had several hundred workers, we
couldn't get new buildings up any sooner and enough families moved in to
get one going."
   The nearest school now for Alejandro and Linda was almost three hours
travel -- each way.  I thought a bit then asked, "Elisa, with the new
business starting up, what would they be doing since they're not going to
school?"
   "Actually, not a whole lot.  Help around the house, maybe some equipment
cleaning, that sort of stuff.  They're more than willing but Ramon and I
would be doing almost all of it.  What do you have in mind, 'She Who Must
Be Obeyed'?"
   I laughed a lot at that.  "Someone's been gossiping.  Anyway, the
thought I had was we could either get some tutors in or bring them up to
Burbank and get them in school there.  They're both very bright and what
they need now is education.
   "Sure, they'll probably be getting lots of their previous memories back,
but the current state of knowledge in the world is thousands of times more
advanced in many areas than it's been for millions of years.
   "Between Rodrigo and Evin, I'll bet we can get them in legally without
any hassle."
   She said, "That would be wonderful!  Our schools here are okay for what
they are, I guess, but this part of Baja California is mainly tourists. 
There's no universities or colleges around.  Anyone needing a *good*
education has to get it somewhere else.
   "The main problem I see is neither speak English.  Ramon and I've picked
up a bit over the years but they've got only a couple words."
   I grinned again.  "Let me show you what Sorcerer Bob Reynolds came up
with."
   I taught her the one-way _link_ to pick up the grammar, vocabulary and
slang of a person's language.  I told her, "That's how the eight of us are
speaking your local slang.  Mario and Sherry have it a bit easier since
they speak standard Spanish anyway.  The rest of us have picked it up over
a short period of time.  I not only speak English but also quite a bit of
Spanish, Italian, Tagalog from the Philippines, Irish Gaelic by osmosis and
_links_, and could probably get along in just about anything."
   We started speaking Burbank English.  She picked it up really fast and
by the time we got back to the homestead she was doing a very acceptable
job.
   I told her, "Bob and I have a room at both my mom's house and at his
mother's.  We can easily move full-time into either place.  Both sets of
parents are ones of us so everyone should feel completely safe that way.
   "Within five or ten minutes' walk we have six people right around their
age who go to the school we'd probably put them in.  They also happen to be
school tutors; between them and the rest of our Clann, Alejandro and Linda
could be up to speed both in the language and the school system within a
couple months."
   She looked very thoughtful.  "It wouldn't be easy not having them here.
I've gotten really used to having Alejandro around.  After losing a spouse
and children, Ramon and I are both pretty protective."
   I told her, "I can understand that.  Tomorrow evening we'll introduce
you to the rest of the Clann in Burbank and get you talking with the people
they'd be involved with.  There's no big hurry to get this decided before
we leave, so you four can talk it over all you want."
   Sherry and Mario bad-mouthed me.  She told me, "Elisa's English is
actually quite good except it has this really strange accent and she keeps
saying things like 'flah,' 'quare fella', 'git', 'wanker' and crap like
that."
   I told her, "Miss Stapley, it really sounds like you're slandering the
Ceann-Mate.  I'm sure the Ceann will have some corrective chastisement!"
   She grinned.  "If I tell you her English *really* sucks, will it get me
more chastisement?"
   I laughed, hugged her and said, "Ask Barbara why she got chastised.  Bob
can always find something to warrant the Rod of Chastisement if needed. 
And Mario, I may have to deal with *you* in private; I've got my own
Cauldron of Fire to dunk you in."
   Chapter 44
   BOB (Thursday 4/6)
   Ramon and I took off in his truck to visit and interview some of his
colleagues.  He told me, "Most everyone around El Tule is having the same
problems I did; either not enough work or just too-low pay.  If I can offer
them anything, they'll probably be willing."
   I said, "Wouldn't doubt it.  Besides looking for workers, we want to
_inspect_ everyone we can; we hopefully will find several more Sensitives
and ones of us around and it always helps to have them in a business."
   We dropped by twelve different places; the men were home at seven of
them.  We'd gotten there early enough they hadn't left to look for work yet
and were able to get in some decent interviews.
   The word about El Gordo had spread fast.  Every family we talked with
knew of someone who'd suffered or died because of him; several had been
close relatives.  Of course, we kept our mouths shut about how he'd been
captured but mentioned with him out of the way, the area might well pick
up.
   Each man we talked with was more than willing to work with Ramon,
especially when he talked wages 10 to 15% more than was available even
around the resorts.  We hinted broadly that some wealthy company was going
to attempt to rebuild the blighted areas so there might be a lot of work
for several years.
   Where the men weren't home, we chatted with the wives, girlfriends or
other members of the family.  They were interested, and Ramon got a time to
come back and talk with the husbands.
   One young couple actually had more expertise and interest in doing
mechanical repair work than in construction.  Ramon was going to need a
mechanic pretty soon for equipment maintenance so we talked with them about
getting into that.
   We found three full families of Sensitives and a single man who had
plenty of Potential; the mechanic couple were nice Sensitives.  Ramon had
his work cut out for him.
   Just after noon, Mother told me, _"You've got a back hoe and
front-loader on a trailer in the back of the yard.  Pick it up anytime."_
   Ramon and I got back to the homestead, dropped our bodies off and
blinked to Burbank to take a look-see.  Yow!  Mother and Father had not
only gotten the tractor and trailer but also had piled on a lot of other
stuff.  Spare parts for the tractor, a case of engine oil, extra hydraulic
fluid, a spare front and rear tire, a spare tire for the trailer, tools for
maintenance, several different types of shovels, rakes, drills, a couple
wheelbarrows, saws, hammers, an air compressor and hose, a portable
generator and other very useful tools.
   Mother told us, _"They're all used tools.  They're in good shape and I
figured they wouldn't get as many comments as if they were new."_
   I told her, _"Missy O'Reilly, we'll take excellent care of them.  Who
knows, you might even get a special reward sometime for the service!"_
   She grinned at me.  _"I'll be waiting, Ceann.  Make note, though,
there's plenty of other ladies you haven't gotten to yet who're more than
willing to get 'rewarded'."_
   Groan.
   Since Ramon wasn't very good yet at teleporting, I did the deed.  I set
the entire rig down outside the shed where he worked on the truck.
   We looked things over; everything looked in excellent shape.  The
trailer hitch matched the truck just fine; we rigged up an adaptor for the
trailer lights.  I told him, "Let's get it down the road and look at the
trenching we need to do for the utility lines."
   We offload the spare parts and extra tools then hauled the rig the
half-kilometer to the end of the underground utility lines.  Even though
the end wasn't marked, Ramon had no problem at all _seeing_ exactly where
it was.
   We got the tractor off and I coached him a little on the controls.  He'd
handled both a back-hoe and front-loader a few times so he wasn't totally
lost.  With fifteen minutes practice he was almost an old hand.
   He dug about ten feet of the trench; it had to be about five feet deep
and ten feet wide to handle the pipes.  The sewer and drainage lines took
the most width; they were each three feet in diameter.
   I asked him, "Any one of the men we talked with today could have done
that.  Can you think of any way to get it done even faster, bearing in mind
we're way out here with no one else around?"
   He considered things for about five seconds then moved the tractor out
of the way.  He used a spirit-touch and started moving the sandy soil
directly out.  We played around a little and got the _touch_ shaped just
right.  He then finished the rest of the trench to the homestead in five
minutes, leaving the soil piled up neatly in a long ridge several feet from
the trench.
   I told him, "Great!  For stuff like this, you can always 'claim' the
other shift did it or don't even justify it at all.  You'll learn really
quick when to do it this way and when to do it manually.  Of course, with
the other guys around you've gotta be a bit careful but a little _touch_
can go a long ways even then.  After a bit, they'll get used to strange
things happening and won't even notice it."
   We went back to El Tule and picked up a load of pipe, wiring and plywood
to support the sides of the trench.  Getting back to the trench, a few
_touches_ took maybe five minutes to get it unloaded and laid out for use.
   We made five more trips and got the entire trench ready for work.  He
said, "Maybe tomorrow I can get the side supports in."
   I said, "Maybe even tonight.  An all-spirits for an hour or so could get
it done."
   I showed him how to team up with several other spirits.  "When we're
doing things in Burbank, we're able to get over twice the throughput a
single spirit can do easily alone.  Since you're all pretty experienced,
it'll probably go really fast.  Then tomorrow perhaps you or you and Elisa
can actually put the sewer in.  That's the most awkward part for men to do
by hand."
   He agreed to give it a shot.  "If I can break Alejandro and Linda loose
long enough.  They've been going at it even more than Elisa and I did at
the beginning." Big grin.
   I said, "Young and new to it.  What a way to be!  There's nothing that
says the work has to be done all in one shot, either.  The four of you can
play a while then while the bodies rest up for the next round, you do a
couple hundred meters.  Back and forth; everybody's happy."
   The ladies informed us we were going out for dinner so we headed back to
the homestead to get cleaned up.
   ------
   KATHLEEN (Thursday 4/6)
   We had a nice dinner in a private room at the Villa, our treat to the
Guerreros, of course.  We talked shop.
   Elisa related our experience with Alona and Rodrigo.  "It went very
smooth.  Alona made arrangements for her kids for the night and now they're
at his place celebrating what they've found.  Very romantic -- and hot!"
   Ramon told us about the Sensitives and potential one of us Bob and he
had found.  "I've got several more to visit tomorrow; maybe I'll find more.
Today we actually met about twenty people and there's lots of talent.  For
whatever reason, that's a lot more than the two out of ten you've found for
Sensitives and potentials."
   Bob said, "Probably sheer luck.  Twenty isn't a very large sample.  Our
statistic was derived from several hundred thousand in the Burbank area. 
Maybe the statistic's different down here, too.
   "Anyway, tonight we'll have the Fab Four finish up most of your training
so you can pass it on.  After that, you'll have the knowledge and ability
to train whomever you find, including your cousin and his family.  Of
course, anything else we come up with is yours too."
   He handed Elisa the Clann sheets (Sherry had translated them to
Spanish). "I expect you'll be forming your own extended family or Clan
here. This is what we use in Burbank for our customs and so far it's
working fine.  You may want to change some things to fit your culture,
that's completely fine.  These are customs and policies that fit our
culture in Burbank.
   "The Clann up north in Washington are using the same customs.  You can
always _talk_ with Siobhan; she was on the committee drawing them up."
   They looked them over and smiled.  Elisa said, "That's why you guys have
been glowing so much.  You've been hankying and pankying!  Probably a bit
of honoring going on, too."
   We laughed.  I told them, "Lots of everything -- and we've got three
more nights!"
   For tomorrow we arranged for Alejandro and Linda to take us girls on a
final shopping run in the morning.  I said, "We're supposed to be on
vacation.  That means lots of shopping and *lot* more just laying about and
being lazy.
   "So how about we all get together in the afternoon here.  You'll be our
guests for a nice layabout around the pool and the beach -- of course that
means we need to do some swim-suit shopping for Elisa and Linda!
   "Saturday the same thing!  Be lazy!  Bob and I at least will check out
the nude beach here; I wanna show him off a little bit.  You Guerreros can
decide if you're interested; you've all got nice bodies.
   "Saturday night we'll have a major dinner and party as a final blast."
   We chatted a little more.  Evin mentioned, "Ramon, you said you found
one couple interested in being mechanics.  You know of any place to train
them around here?"
   Ramon said, "Not that I'm aware of.  I'll do a little research and see.
Probably not, since this is mainly a tourist area.  Why?"
   Evin told him, "If necessary, let's send them to Burbank and put them in
school there.  I'm sure we can work out an arrangement with the Reynolds
and get them student visas so it'll all be legal."
   Elisa said, "I know the lady pretty well, actually.  I don't think
they'd have any qualms about it.  Ramon said they're both Sensitives, so if
we can push them up to ones of us, they can do the language trick Kathleen
showed me today."
   Of course everyone asked about the "trick." Elisa and I demonstrated by
chatting away in Burbank English.
   Mario and Sherry laughed.  Mario said, "Kat, with that Irish accent, her
English really sucks!"
   Sherry grinned and said, "Rotten.  Irish slang, too."
   I promptly told Bob, "Ceann, they're bad-mouthing me!  They need
chastising!"
   Bob groaned and said, "Not tonight, sweetheart.  I've got a headache."
   That got a good round of laughs.  Bob said, "Tomorrow night, though..."
and leered pleasantly at Sherry.
   She promptly glowed, popped up her nipples and said, "You're on.  Maybe
I can work it up to a full-blown need for the Rod of Chastisement."
   I smirked at Mario, "The Cauldron of Fire will be boiling for you."
   The Guerreros immediately asked about the Rod of Chastisement and
Cauldron of Fire.  I gave an explanation while Bob looked innocently around
the room.
   Linda asked, "Can Mom and I be bad enough on Friday and Saturday to get
a dose of that Rod of Chastisement?"
   Bob groaned.  I told him, "She's *over* eleven!" That led, of course, to
Missy Lillian, Unka Robert, the flasher and Cynthia.
   Linda said, "Alejandro and I are going to the nude beach with you!  I
wanna see the goodies!"
   Bob said, "And Alejandro probably wants an eyeful, too."
   Alejandro promptly said, "Right!" with a broad Irish accent.
   I think we laughed for five minutes straight.
   Bob finally got it enough together to tell them, "Well, far be it from
me to hinder a person's education.  I'll have to polish up all the nipples
I can find so they're presentable on Saturday."
   That was a mistake.  All the U.S.  girls started asking for an
appointment with the Sorcerer's Grip; preferably for several hours.
   That led to explaining the Sorcerer's Grip to Elisa and Linda.  They
immediately requested an appointment as soon as possible.  Bob put his head
on the table and groaned for a while.
   After dinner we sat around making plans for an hour then got dressed up
and went to the ballroom for some dancing.
   The Guerreros knew how to dance; that had been their only entertainment
for several years.  Alejandro and Linda made a wonderful couple with their
love shining out for all to see.
   They left around 9:30 to get back to the homestead.  The rest of us
partied another hour then went to bed.  Friday would be a long day of
shopping and laziness!
   ------
   KATHLEEN (Friday 4/7)
   Friday morning, Bob went off to the driving range while we girls picked
up Elisa, Alejandro and Linda for *shopping*!  High on the list were
swimming suits for them.
   Alejandro and Linda had filled out a little already from being able to
eat well several times a day.  They still had ribs showing but the
painfully-thin look was gone.  Linda's boobs had gone up a good half-cup!
Probably because of all the suction they'd been getting as well as the good
nourishment.  That meant new bras, of course, which required a lot more
looking.
   Alejandro was easy to please in a swim suit; three looks and he was
done. Elisa and Linda took longer; we had to check several places to get
the right look.
   We ensured Elisa got lots of nice clothes too; we got her the full range
from work (construction) up to some really nice dinner dresses.  I insisted
on paying because it would raise the Guerrero Construction image!  She was
lookin' really nice.
   We picked out a lot of stuff for Ramon; Elisa knew his tastes and sizes.
He got a full range of outfits.
   Of course the rest of us looked around too.  After every store we'd
crowd around together outside and port the goodies back home so we wouldn't
have to carry them.  I got lots of stuff as gifts for the gang and a few
really nice things for Mom (so many fun baby clothes and toys!) and
Elizabeth.  I ported all my stuff to our room at the Reynolds' so they'd be
there for the Clann meeting on Monday.
   A bit before noon, we finished up (sigh).  One load headed back to the
Villa; I took the SUV with the Guerreros back to pick up Ramon then back to
the hotel for lunch.
   After lunch, it was lazy time!  We started out around the pool in our
scantiest suits -- with full sun block and sunglasses of course.  So nice
to be lazy.
   Elisa and Linda almost drooled over Bob; they had big bumps in their
tops and corresponding wet spots on the bottoms.  Well did I remember
Natalie's first sighting!
   After a couple hours, we went down to the beach.  We girls took turns
dropping our tops for a few minutes to let the guys get an eyeful.  Neat!
Bob had two new sets of nipples to admire; Elisa and Linda perked up
proudly under his (and the other guys') admiration.
   We tried snorkling.  Swimming wasn't an issue at all, just how long we
could hold our breaths.  Mario figured out a way for us to cheat!
   Make a small sealed cylinder with a spirit-touch.  Now start _touching_
air into it until there's several thousand pounds of pressure.  Hold in the
mouth and simply let some bleed in through a small "weak" spot when you
needed it.
   Simple enough I guess.  When you're done, push the cylinder into the air
several hundred feet and make it porous so the remnants leak out.  Don't
try to release it under water; it makes a horrendous bathtub fart!
   Swim and snorkel a little, lay out in the sun a little.  Tops up, tops
down and an occasional flash of the muffs to keep things interesting.
   ------
   BOB (Friday 4/7)
   Dayum these ladies look better each time I see them!  Wonderful
personalities, great senses of humor, powerful and sensitive spirits and
*great* bodies!
   Elisa and Linda looked really good.  I remembered how skinny Linda had
been just five days ago; she'd put on weight and looked delicious.
   When the ladies started taking turns dropping their tops for a bit,
things got really interesting!  We guys didn't quite get eyestrain, but we
sure had lots of beautiful sights to admire.
   We were lazy.  We got up for an occasional swim or snorkel, to get some
sodas or snacks and to hit the bathroom.  Other than that we lay around in
the sun admiring the beautiful (natural and human) scenery.  Did I say we
were lazy?
   We got a little bored and even that was fun.  Ever been so busy all the
time you never seemed to have a spare moment?  Now we could really relax,
vegetate and idly consider future pleasures.
   Oh, yeh.  That reminded me.  _"My Spanish Sun, may I have the extreme
honor of sweet loving with you tonight?"_
   _"You betcha, Bob.  I'm sure glad you haven't forgotten I'm on at least
a twice-a-month schedule!"_
   _Groan.  "How did I ever manage to get into this situation, Sherry? 
Sure wasn't this way last year around this time."_
   Sherry said, "Let's get Kat and make a talk.  Sounds as if you may not
be entirely willing."
   ------
   KATHLEEN
   Sherry told me, _"We need to make a talk with Bob.  I don't think he's
entirely comfortable with our honoring custom."_
   Sherry, Bob and I went back to our room, took a quick shower (Sherry and
I kept rubbing ourselves all over him.  Such a trial.) and sat down for a
talk.
   Sherry said, "Bob, you and I are from the original Inner Circle. 
Granted, George isn't here now, but we're the originators; it spread from
us.
   "Face it, Bob, there isn't a female around who wouldn't willingly jump
your bones at the drop of a hat.  It's not just your luscious body, it's
you.  You've always been the helper, the driver and the doer.  You've given
and given of yourself and your help for years.  Now all those good deeds
are coming back to you.  Suck it up and live with it."
   Bob said, "Well, hopefully it'll never become a reluctant obligation."
   I told him, "Shit, Bob.  I'm hearing 'don't throw me in the briar
patch'! I've loved you from the first second we met last year.  Even if all
we'd ever been able to do spiritually was that original unfocused _merging_
together, it still would have worked out much the same.  Mom would have
trusted you the same way.  The fact it was you who saved her *is* beside
the point."
   Sherry said, "And even if you hadn't developed the abilities and had
been able to teach them to George, the Matthews and me, we still probably
would have ended up as the couples we were at the end of December."
   I said, "George and Natalie still would have gone on the field trip and
died.  You and Sherry probably would have gotten together again and would
have found a wonderful love together."
   Sherry said, "And that love is there now.  I do love you, Bob.  I've
found Mario to be all I'd ever hoped to find in both a spiritual mate and a
lover, but you're a person apart.  If George had lived, would he and I
still be together?  I don't know, but I think so; we had a truly wonderful
relationship even though it seemed I ragged on him a lot."
   I told him, "Bob, the point here is that you did develop and teach those
abilities.  Without you driving the development we probably wouldn't have
recognised what happened to us when we were pushed outside during our first
Journey.  We'd not have found the Wild Bunch and the rest.  George and
Sunshine would have been lost, seemingly forever.
   "We wouldn't have a Clann *at all* without you.  Sure, our families
would probably be very good friends and see a lot of each other, but it
wouldn't be anywhere near the same level or scope.
   "Since you did spearhead the development, though, we're here now.  I
know where George is -- by the way, he's doing wonderfully well; he's just
getting his body into shape so it doesn't require so much full-time
attention.
   "When Natalie died, if it hadn't been for what you'd done before, I'd
probably be in a baby body right now with no memories fighting to learn how
to control it and how to communicate.  Instead, because one of the group
you'd created discovered body-switching and we'd all practiced it, Sunshine
was able to take advantage of it.
   "It wasn't just 'luck' I found Kathleen.  Luck is preparation meeting
opportunity.  I was prepared with the ability the Wild Bunch discovered and
you helped create the Wild Bunch.  And without the sense of wonder and
'what if' you'd helped develop in me, I would have dived right in like
George did.
   "I'll grant you, Kathleen being the JRD heiress and having the Donovans
and O'Banains being ones of us *was* fortuitous.  On the other hand, even
if they'd been a dirt-poor Irish family, I think together we would have
found a way to be very successful in life; we'd already had a great start
on our renovation business."
   Sherry said, "Bob, I've talked deeply with Don, David, Evin and Aaron
after you honored their mates.  The fact that Kathleen honored them as well
was, to them, extremely nice.  The thing they're most proud of though is
the fact *you* honored their mates.  You found them to be honorable and
desirable enough to give them that recognition."
   Bob said, "Yeh, but any of the Clann has the same rights to have sex,
make love and play games so long as it's consensual."
   Sherry said, "True.  However we're talking an honor here.  It's a
positive, uplifting *award*, not just an *allowed* or *permissible* sharing
of love and pleasure.  It's the Bob Seal of Approval just for the Clann. 
It's a recognition and reward.  It goes way back to middle school when
George pushed you into taking Cheryl Rosen to the eighth-grade Christmas
Dance.
   "Even back then you were recognized as a true leader, a person whose
opinion and approval counted for something.  Cheryl was never the same
after that.  I don't know if you saw it, but she became an opinion leader
in her own right because you showed the world you thought she was worthy of
honor.
   "Yeh, they moved away that summer.  Just for a lark though, I did a
'skip trace' on her last month.  She's a Senior in a large high school in
Illinois, runs their Brain Trust and has a very positive influence on both
the academic and ethical atmosphere.  She's a leader mainly because of
*you*, Bob.
   "I've gone back and probed *every* girl you've Approved, Bob and that's
well over a hundred.  The fundamental change in each was they were able to
cast away their self-doubts for the most part and be the best they could
be.
   "Could they have done it on their own?  Possibly.  The fact is, *every
one* was like that.  You've made a tremendous difference in their lives.
   "Bob, did you ever feel you were taking advantage of any of those girls
by asking them to dance?  That you were using them or coercing them in any
way just to rub up against their boobs and rub your tool on them?"
   He said, "No.  They seemed delighted."
   Sherry said, "They were.  After you asked them for the dance, they did
their best to push their boobs through you and rub your boner.  They would
have dropped their panties and spread in a split second and the Approval
has very little to do with their sexual desirability."
   I told Bob, "Sherry and I've talked with Ana, Elizabeth, Siobhan and
Barbara, the ones you've honored so far in the Clann.  I assume it was
pleasurable for you to make love with them?"
   He grinned and said, "Very much so."
   "Well, whatever pleasure you had, they had at least an order of
magnitude more.  They feel *extremely* honored you would ask them.  Just
like the girls you've Approved at school, they didn't *expect* you to ask;
they were truly delighted you did.  And in each case, they felt their own
relationship was even stronger afterwards."
   Sherry's turn.  "Bob, you and I are a special case.  You, Kat and I had
-- and still have -- a special relationship.  Earlier today, you could have
asked me for a roll in the hay for old time's sake, and I would have been
more than willing.
   "Instead, you formally honored me by asking the way you did.  Let me
show you how that felt."
   She _shared_ the emotion and joy she'd had.  It was deeply thrilling and
wondrous, a feeling of complete acceptance.
   She continued, "It made me feel so much more than being the old
side-kick, the old friend.  That fact you asked me formally will make my
pleasure tonight almost unbearable.  I will truly feel honored to be with
you."
   I told them, "Ana, Elizabeth, Siobhan and Barbara feel the same way. 
Especially in their cases, they're older, in their thirties.  Each of them
had a few doubts about their desirability because they're so 'old.' Your
formally honoring them has made them ecstatic and renewed their confidence
in themselves.
   "Sherry and I have agreed to do the scheduling just as she and the other
Inner Circle girls do your Approvals, subject to your approval of course;
you're still the Ceann.  That's seemed to work out well.
   "The Approval custom at school has worked out fantastically well.  So
far, the honoring custom for the Clann has worked out at least an order of
magnitude greater than the Customs Committee had expected.
   "For myself, each one we've done has given me a deep feeling of
accomplishment and joy that *my* mate has such a positive influence on
others.  Of course, it sure hasn't hurt that every man I've been with has
done his best to show their appreciation by giving me some of their best
work.
   "To reiterate, Bob, you could have a ninety-pound-weakling body with a
three-inch dick and your honoring would still have the same spiritual
effect.  These women are thrilled and delighted to have you honor them. 
The fact that you've got a uniquely-strong body with mega-tons of
endurance, and that you make love so wonderfully is really a bonus.
   "So, Ceann, how do you feel about all this now?"
   Bob closed his eyes and considered for a couple minutes.  "Okay," he
said, "you're correct.  I've somehow been thinking I've been taking
advantage of my position.  Well, I guess someone has to play first violin
and yes, Sunshine, while your and my relationship is the best I've ever
dreamed of -- especially since you've consented to be my wife -- the
honoring really is a thing apart.  It does feel a bit strange, though, that
I would have that much effect on someone."
   I told him, "Accept it, sweetheart.  It's a truly wonderful *positive*
effect."
   He laughed.  "In that case, I'll drop my doubts and reservations about
this.  I'll still complain though!"
   It was Sherry's and my turn to laugh and tease.  "Please, don't throw me
in the briar patch!"
   Sherry said, "Okay, now that that part is handled and we're handling
your 'appointments', let's look at another aspect.  So far, you've honored
the adult women in long-term relationships.  From what Kat and I have
talked about, that's mainly because there was a consideration among most of
us that the younger relationships might be adversely affected."
   I told him, "During our slumber party, the Clann girls talked this over
after Sarah and Rita were asleep.  Every girl would be *delighted* to be
honored no matter how new their own relationship was.  Cynthia the virgin
would have lost it in a split-second if you'd asked.  They too consider the
honoring as a special event above and beyond their own relationship.
   "I'd say it'll be a matter of opportunity and scheduling.  In Megan
Foster's case we'll do a lot of looking first; she may yet be too young
physically to handle it.  From what Cynthia and Val have told me though,
you're the main fantasy during her hormone-enhancement sessions!"
   Bob rolled his eyes and pretended to groan.  He whined, "Complain!"
   I said, "Now the last point to bring up is the Guerreros.  They're brand
new and Alejandro and Linda have a sexual relationship something like five
days old now though they've loved each other since they first met.
   "Tonight before the Clann meeting, let's see if they're interested in
becoming part of the Clann with the attendant customs.  They didn't seem to
have any back off at first glance."
   Sherry said, "I have no doubt they should have their own Clan here. 
What I'm concerned about to some extent is their self-image.
   "They've been dirt-poor for years, and we filthy-rich Norte Americanos
came along and turned everything around.  Kat and I've slipped some probes
into them; they feel in some respects they're second or even third-class
citizens because they've lived and have been treated that way all their
lives.
   "If they do wish to be part of the Clann, we'll introduce them to the
Burbank gang tonight and tomorrow Mario will make a talk with Ramon and
Alejandro and I'll talk with Elisa and Linda.  We'll make sure they fully
understand the customs and what honoring is all about.
   "If they're cool with it -- and I see no reason they shouldn't be -- you
should honor them tomorrow night since we leave on Sunday.  Besides,
that'll give you two a crack at a father/son and a mother/daughter
threesome!"
   Bob and I looked at each other for a couple seconds and broke up.  I
said, "That's The Sherry, all right!  Nice and subtle."
   We chatted, cuddled and snuggled for another half hour then went back to
the beach.
   Mario and Sherry talked with the Guerreros; they were very interested in
the Clann.  We had a nice early dinner then the Guerreros went back home.
   We laid our bodies down, set up the room and areas shields and took off
to the Clann Reynolds meeting.
   Chapter 45
   ANA (Friday 4/7)
   David ran the Clann meeting.  He'd had early warnings about new
potential members so we got them introduced first.
   Cynthia introduced the Golds; we gave them a rousing physical and
spiritual welcome.  Dermot got on a chair, gave Karen a big hug, snuggled
up and openly admired her boobs.  Karen grinned, pretended to smack him
then rubbed her boobs on him.  Everyone was happy.
   Bob introduced the Guerreros and told us about some of the plans they
were putting in place in El Tule.  We gave them the best spirit-hugs,
_kisses_, _high-fives_ and _butt-bounces_ we were capable of; we wanted
them to feel welcome.
   Mary filled them in on the stem-cell research.  "The Doctors Gold have
graciously consented to join the research.  We've already got new areas and
methods to investigate and it's looking good!  Still lots of questions, but
that's why we research."
   Frank got the floor.  He told us, "Well, we did our first human
teleportation experiments today.  We moved several Unpleasantville and Vail
folk around in jail; they didn't notice a thing during the port.  Let
*them* explain how they ended up in the wrong cells!
   "That part was a success.  I was the test subject for the Clann; Don and
Henry did the work.
   "The first trial was just across the room and was both a complete
success and a total failure.  What happened was both my cellular firewall
and body shields tripped and literally nothing happened.  It was like
picking up what you thought was an empty box to find it weighed 500 pounds.
   "So, we tweaked my firewall and body shield to accept a friend with the
proper passwords to enable a teleport.  Then it worked exactly as expected.
This means we should be fairly proofed up against 'alien abduction' by the
nasties.
   "I stayed inside my body and went right along with it.  I felt only a
flicker of physical pressure change and no spiritual or other discomfort.
   "Next I went completely outside with zero attachment.  When they ported
the body I stayed where I was.  If Don hadn't told me where they'd sent it
I'd have had to go looking for it.  Reasonable result; to be expected.
   "Okay.  I stayed outside with a streamer as we often do.  This time the
streamer moved with the port so I knew exactly where the body went.  Good.
   "Being outside with our standard body-shield VPN and/or data VPNs had
the same results; the VPNs went right along with it.  Again, it was what we
hoped would happen.
   "Now, could I do it myself?  I'd practiced right along with Don and
Henry on porting living things so there wasn't any doubt I could do it. 
What I found was when I was inside the body it was a touch more difficult;
I had to pervade my body and work outside it at the same time.
   "It was a lot easier to do it from outside with our normal body-shield
VPN hooked up; I could spot the source and destination a little easier.
   "Both Don and Henry had the same results.  Once the firewall and body
shields were tweaked, there was no problem.  We tried larger areas such as
moving both the body and, say, the chair it was sitting on.  No sweat.  I
sat in my car and ported both it and the body inside among several
different parking garages.  Worked exactly as expected.
   "We ended up porting the car and body between Burbank and the north and
south poles, South America, New York and several other places.  There was
no sweat with the intrinsic velocity changes; we just did what we'd
practiced before.
   "With intrinsic velocity changes, the quarter-second or so to vector in
on the target was barely noticeable and cause no discomfort at all.
   "When we port a combination of items, we'll have to take into account
the different natures.  As I've said, we can port a fully-running computer
if we do it fast; if we have to do intrinsic-velocity adjustments it had
better be off or we'll destroy it.  Shut off a vehicle engine or you'll end
up with engine parts all over.
   "With a living organism, it's the major factor.  While porting both my
body and the car, it was the body which was the factor.
   "So, with those constraints in mind, I'd say we're totally gold!"
   Lots of applause, cheering and approval!  Bob said, _"Let's give an
additional thank you to Don, Henry and Frank for working so hard and taking
the risks!"_
   They got several more minutes of cheers.
   Don told us, "We'll work up a training check sheet with the right
gradients and get it available by Sunday or so.  If you train by the check
sheet I doubt any of you will have any difficulties.  Just bear in mind
you've got a human body's life at stake; follow the training gradient and
don't fuck around with it!
   "Your body shield won't protect you if you port your body inside a
granite wall and even with the body shield, using the incorrect intrinsic
velocity correction would cause a lot of ruckus at the target.  I'd say
it's both a tremendous advance and a tremendous responsibility.  We can't
all luck out like Sunshine did so keep it in mind."
   I told them, "The Clean Place books turned out okay so we'll start the
probes on Wednesday evening.  I'll work the Guerreros and the Golds into
the schedule so they all get some experience as well as some pocket change.
   "Now probably everyone here was at the fertility rites last Tuesday. 
The Golds looked me over and decided I was very pregnant with twins!"
   I almost got smothered with hugs and kisses.
   I got Karen to explain the birth control method they'd come up with.  We
all approved of the idea, and the Harvard and Cabo crews were especially
interested.
   ------
   SHERRY (Friday 4/7)
   Nice meeting!  We'd made a great breakthrough on the teleportation, Ana
and Mary's research was going great and the Guerreros had felt very
welcome.
   The Cabo crew had a late light snack at the restaurant, we danced for a
little bit (I really snuggled up to Bob) and then headed for our rooms.  I
saw Evin with Barbara and Aaron with Siobhan; they _felt_ very comfortable
with each other.  Probably this wouldn't be their first time sharing!
   We crowded into the shower for a quick rinse and a bit of fun
grab-assing.  After we dried off, Mario kissed me lightly.  _"Mi Enamorada,
I am already honored by this night.  Tonight, let him know how you feel as
a Clann woman, not an old lover; that will help him, I think."_
   I told him, _"Thank you, my love.  Put the Spanish heat you do so well
to the Ceann-Mate so she knows how wonderful *I* feel with you."_
   I pulled the Ceann into my room.  "Indulge me, Ceann.  Tonight, please
take me fully and control me fully.  I am both honored and so completely
eager to be with you."
   He kissed me lightly and told me, "You are my Spanish Sun, yet beyond
that you are a true friend and a true part of us all.  May this night help
show you how much I value you for all you've done and for who you are."
   We made slow sweet love.  He didn't always lead, but I relinquished
completely my usual "The Sherry" attitude and both followed his lead and
contributed to our love-making.
   A wonderful walk on the beach with a few gentle waves to surf!  So
loving, so rewarding and so exciting.
   "Ceann, I am so honored to be with you this night.  Yes, we've known
each other and worked and played together for years, but I now feel fully
acknowledged and accepted as one of the Clann.
   "For whatever reason, I've felt I've been overshadowed by you for
several years.  It's not a jab or snipe at you, just my own personal tiny
little nit picking at me.  Now, tonight with your formal honoring of me,
that has all passed away, and I now know I'm truly a part of this thing of
ours no matter what role I may play.  Please know the joy that gives me." I
_shared_ my feelings with my Ceann.
   He told me, "Sherry, I've never knowing tried to make either you or
George feel you were subordinate or anything less than I was.  If that
happened, I humbly apologize.  I can now see what you and Kat were telling
me earlier.
   "For example, we've worked with Barbara and Aaron for months now.  They
tend to stay in the background, possibly because they aren't owners, so I
can see how they could feel they weren't that important.
   "With Barbara on Wednesday night, I could really _feel_ her happiness. I
really thought it was mainly because I, a younger man, would find her
sexually attractive.  Now I can see that's only a part of it and actually
quite a small part at that.  I can see she realized I really cared about
her and her part in both JRD and the Clann; she's been truly valuable."
   I gave him a flash of The Sherry, "Yeh, you'd better do a lot of
acknowledgement of the JRD crowd.  I'm sure neither Barbara nor Siobhan nor
Madeleine would object.  By the way, there's Siobhan's admin assistant;
she's a Sensitive and probably in need of some acknowledgement, too."
   "Groan.  Complain.  That's the last straw!  You've bad-mouthed the
Ceann-Mate about her teaching and now you're joking about the sacred
customs of the Clann itself!  Prepare thyself, woman, the Rod of
Chastisement awaits you!"
   "YES!  Bring it ON!  We've got all day tomorrow to rest before you
pleasure Elisa and Linda unmercifully.  Lead on!"
   The Journey and tsunami was wonderful and left us drenched with sweat
(*I* sweat, not perspire).  So much love!  Every release made me feel more
and more accepted and acknowledged.
   We let the bodies sleep for a couple hours while we chatted, explored
and spied on Rodrigo and Alona.  They were passionately celebrating their
new love; since they didn't have to go to the office tomorrow, they'd
started early and planned on going all night.  So wonderful and loving they
were!
   The Guerreros were spending a peaceful night.  Linda and Elisa had been
the pleased recipients of long, leisurely cunny lappings which left them
satiated and sound asleep.  Ramon and Alejandro were sleeping the sleep of
the weary; good thing, we had plans for them all tomorrow.
   We continued exploring.  Mario and Kat must have been doing fine because
their bodies were covered with sweat, the sheets were all tangled up and
the room was like ours -- full of pheromones and sex smell.
   The Fab Four were at it.  They were laughing, loving, climaxing and
having a wonderful time.  No wonder they got along so well.
   We popped up to Burbank to check out the action.  All the students were
going at it, at least those that could.  Megan, Dan and Art were soloing
but were _linked_.  As we _watched_, Dan and Art popped over to Megan's
bedroom and started pleasuring her with phantom tongues, fingers and
delicious strokes and sensations.  She welcomed them and shrieked out her
pleasure.  Fortunately she had a solid sound shield up!  Hot!
   I told Bob, _"Maybe Megan's more advanced that we thought.  Perhaps Kat
and I should bring her up on the list, right?"_
   _Grin.  "I am in your capable hands.  I humbly bow before the
magnificent talent you have to know when someone is ready.  Sherry, that's
one of the reasons you're so valuable to us."_
   Damn!  Even while my body was sound asleep it could have a wonderful
climax!
   We checked on Sarah.  Wow!  She and Julio were at Mario's apartment
saturating the entire space with pheromones and sex smell.  They were
outside, _merging_, _winding_ and thoroughly enjoying being free.  Hot!
   PVC had given them a lot of training and they were doing wonderfully
well.  Yes!  Ones of us now!
   From a hint, we _peeked_ at Rita and Ted.  They were on a "sleepover" at
PVC's and were wound together physically, _linked_ snugly together,
_linked_ lightly with PVC and very lightly with their parents.  Yow! 
Another set!  Nice, neat, all those good words!
   Bob said, _"Dayum!  Can't trust those youngsters.  Turn your back on
them a few days and they go free up someone.  I see lots of chastising in
their future." Big smile._
   PVC was at it too.  Such a wonderful, joyous _song_ they were sending
out.  Hot!  Cynthia was very lightly _linked_ with her parents who were
having a second honeymoon themselves.  They aware both their daughters were
getting very thoroughly laid and were extremely happy for them (and turned
on by it).  Damn, PVC must have golden tongues!
   A quick check at the Donovans: GROUP SEX!  The four teenagers had
"kidnapped" Madeleine and Dermot!  Madeleine was teaching them some very
interesting things while Dermot supplied punctuation; his very small hands
could fit into many (wet, moist or dry) places while his small head and
tongue could nestle up to something in the most crowded body pile.
   Anyway, I dragged the Ceann back to our room for more honoring.
   I rode him down from on top.  We managed to hold on, hold on, hold on
until I was almost bursting from the energy.  Bob grabbed my boobs, yelled,
"*Milk*!" and squeezed.
   I came so hard I was pushed out of my body.  Oh.  Sweet.  Mary and
Joseph.
   That was enough for now; my body couldn't take any more.  We slept until
7:00 then woke the bodies up with full bladders.
Damn!  The sheets were wet with sweat, semen and pussy juice everywhere;
my tits and snatch were sore.  I think we'd better leave an extra tip for
housekeeping.
   I beat Bob to the toilet and let it flood.  He leered at my boobs and
sucked on a nipple with a phantom mouth.  Fuck!  I started spasming and had
a little climax.  Shit!  How can I finish pissing if he keeps doing that?
   I stuck my tongue out at him, flipped him the bird and told him, "The
longer you keep that up, the longer I stay sitting here and the longer you
have to hold it."
   He grinned at me.  "Not to worry.  We guys have a special attachment."
He turned around and peed in the sink.
   He rinsed it out and started the shower warming up.  "Whenever you
decide to control yourself and get done there, the shower is ready." He
ducked in while I pretended to glare at him.
   I forgave him though and joined him.  He washed me down gently; my boobs
weren't really tender, they were just really sensitive.  I had a tiny
release from just a couple swipes from his soapy hands.
   Kat and Mario pushed their way in.  Kat groaned/grinned at me, "What
*have* you been teaching Mario?  I didn't get *any* sleep."
   Mario just shrugged and looked innocent.  Yeh, right.
   ------
   KATHLEEN (Saturday 4/8)
   Mario was superb!  He was extremely dedicated to admiring every inch of
my body with every part of his.  He was loving, warm, completely admiring
and so god-damned sexy I flooded the sheets.  Sherry should be extremely
well taken-care-of.
   Since he *had* bad-mouthed my teaching, though, I censured him with many
dunkings in the Cauldron of Fire.  He screamed and complained but took his
chastising like a man!
   At breakfast, the entire gang glowed so much we didn't need any room
lighting.  Beatific smiles were the order of the hour on every female while
angelic innocence was on every male face.
   Bob had to make three trips to the buffet that morning.  Mario had wrung
me out and I was ravenous.  Bob was catching on, though and made another
trip before my plate was empty.
   After breakfast we headed for the nude beach.  The Guerreros decided to
join us; with their memories coming back well, they didn't really have any
back off.
   We brought along a lot of gear; we were fully dressed so we could leave
for wherever we wanted when we were done.  Plenty of beach towels, a small
cooler for ice, a couple Frisbees, and other toys -- and no sunscreen.  I
could _feel_ the Guerreros getting aroused; this was the first time this
lifetime for them.  I _felt_ Linda's Skene's glands dilate a little and
fill with pussy juice.  She was really eager to see naked guys!  Alejandro
kept getting hard then soft as he tried to control it.  He'd been admiring
our boobs and butts all week.
   The area was clearly marked with signs in several languages.  We were
early enough to find a good spot for the group; close to the water yet not
directly on the traffic path.  We spread out our towels and stripped down.
   No sweat.  We Norte Americanos were a little faster; Bob and I were bare
in less than fifteen seconds.  For whatever reason we'd faced the ocean and
the Guerreros had faced inland.  I heard Linda gasp so Bob and I turned
around towards them.
   Bob and I looked her over quickly.  Since she'd gotten some meat on her
bones, she was a *real* cutie with good curves, great tidy boobs and fluffy
fur Down Under.  Her nipples crinkled up really hard as she looked at him.
   She dropped her eyes to his crotch; Little Bob started rising to the
occasion!
   Bob told her, "You're beautiful, Linda!"
   Linda shivered, her nipples tightened even more, and she literally
squirted several ounces of pussy juice onto the sand; she'd had a little
climax just from seeing him!  No wonder she'd "complained" about sex being
so wet; from the looks of it, she was probably a squirter or gusher!
   Elisa wasn't much better.  Her nipples were crinkled up hard as she eyed
Bob and the rest of the guys.  Ramon and Alejandro looked over all the
boobs, bushes and pussies on display and immediately got hard.  Hmm,
probably none of them had ever seen a Gingernut man or woman with our red
hair, freckles and really-white skin.  Probably quite a sight.
   We got our towels spread out over the warm sand and lay down.  I didn't
want sand floating around inside Mary Jane so I put a small body shield
over her for the duration -- with a little _hint_ passed around, the other
ladies did the same.  We _linked_ lightly; Bob kept an eye out for nasty
intruders and the rest of us just relaxed.
   Most of the people on the beach were gringos on vacation.  Black and Red
Irish aren't really that common even in the U.S.  and here were six!  We
felt lots of eyes on us and not just because of the bare boobs and pussies.
   After several minutes, the guys got things under better control.  My
nipples kept going up and down a lot as quite a few studs wandered by and
admired us; only a few nasty "I'd like to fuck that and make her hurt"
thoughts.  Not to worry, we didn't give 'em rotting balls, just a month's
impotence.
   The guys ran phantom hands and touches over the ladies, lightly
caressing and admiring them.  Not all of them were from their SOs, either!
Bob kept pretty busy and we girls made plenty of wet spots on our towels.
   I turned over on my tummy.  By the time I'd lain back down, Bob had
_touched_ a depression in the sand right under my chest so my boobs
wouldn't get squished.  The other guys caught on to the trick in a hurry
and no lady had to worry about it.
   Relax, drink soda, let the boobs and fanny cook in the sun; of course
the sun blocks and sunglasses were at full efficiency.  With the legs
spread the right way, there wasn't much of anywhere outside the "sun don't
shine!"
   A couple bathroom runs; a man *always* escorted the lady.  We'd gotten
very few hints of anything beyond normal lecherous interest but better safe
than sorry.
   That paid off when Alejandro escorted Linda.  A couple newcomer assholes
were having thoughts of "accidentally" tripping and falling on her to cop
long feels; somehow they stumbled and ended up on the sand feeling each
other.  Oh well, a month's impotence wouldn't hurt them, either.
   Time for a dirty trick.  I ported a big chuck of ice from the cooler to
my hand then gently flipped it into Bob's navel.  He cooperated with a loud
yell as he convulsed and bounced off his towel.
   He grabbed the ice, stood up and glared at me.  Looking right at my
crotch, he made an upwards motion with the ice and said, "I know *exactly*
where this is going!"
   My cue for a (quiet) shriek and a run to the water!  I gave it my best
girly run with flailing arms and jiggling body parts.  Bob was hot on my
heels, jumping up in the air with mock glares and growls while turning
cartwheels and flips.
   Linda and Sherry went after him to save me; they jumped on his back and
tried to drag him down.  Sorry, not much luck; he just made deeper
footprints in the sand -- no additional _touches_ required.
   I beat him to the water, the sluggard!  He was right behind me with
Linda and Sherry slung over his shoulders beating on his back with their
fists.
   Shit that was cold!  Not by actual temperature but after cooking in the
sun even 75-degree water felt cold.
   We swam out a ways and shared lots of groping.  None of us let Linda
feel left out; she returned the favor with nice caresses and gropes of her
own along with smiles, laughs and appreciative moans.
   I warned her, "Sherry and I like girls a lot, so watch out!  I'm not
guaranteeing Barbara and Siobhan are totally one-way either!"
   She grinned at me and tweaked my nipples (just right!).  "I've got
memories myself, ya know.  I'm not at all adverse to a little this-lifetime
experimentation.  You two wanna go back to your room for a couple hours?"
   I laughed.  We were extremely tempted but Sherry told her, "Hmm.  You'd
better rest up while you can and drink lots of water.  I keep getting the
feeling Bob has some ideas about you for tonight.  Every time he looks at
you, he drools and gets hard."
   Bob admired her boobs, licked his lips and said, "Milk!" She immediately
contributed a few ounces of pussy juice to the ocean level.
   Lunch!  Gloriously-greasy tacos with ice-cold soda.  Yum!
   Mario and Sherry got the Guerreros aside and talked with them about the
Clann customs.  From their laughs and wide grins, they were very
interested.
   More lazy laying about, cooking and swims in the ocean.  I traded gropes
with everyone; I think neither Ramon nor Alejandro felt left out.  I told
them, "Who knows what'll happen later tonight." Even with the control
they'd gotten they swam around for a while with nice stiffies.
   Chapter 46
   PATRICK (Saturday 4/8)
   Blake and Louise dropped the Burbank students off at Universal Studios.
PVC sponsored Dan, Art, Megan, Sarah, Julio, Rita and Ted for season
passes.
   Now we could scamper around!  The Mickey C guys had an image to uphold
as conservative old farts but us Harvard folk went for it.  We
mix-and-matched pairs quite a bit so we had a chance to talk with everyone
else in the Harvard Inner Circle one-on-one.
   Quite interesting.  Art had a stamp-collecting hobby with a collection
worth around $10K he'd built up over the years.  Dan was interested in
history; with his memories coming back, he found he'd lived through quite a
few of the things he'd studied in Social Studies -- and found his
information and viewpoint was considerably different.  We could tell the
Yankees had written the Civil War histories!
   Megan wasn't quite sure what her interests were yet.  She asked me,
"With all these hormones flushing around, my body feels as if all it wants
is to get laid -- as often as possible.  Does it get any easier later?"
   I told her, "Yes and no.  With Val and me, at least we had fun stumbling
against each other and helping support each other; that helped the physical
growth part.  The hormones and feelings were a bit more difficult to
separate out because we'd known each other for years.  Ask Val what we used
to do at nights; that helped."
   Cynthia felt she was doing extremely well.  "With you and Val to handle
my love life, my sister one of us and our folks falling in line, it'll get
even better.  What I'm thinking with the four parent sets is that we just
feed them power over several days and see what happens.
   "I don't think we need to look for a spontaneous emission, so to speak.
The Fab Five coached me outside; we did the same with Grandma, Grandpa,
Art, Dan and Megan.  I don't really see any difference in the end results
between that and expecting them to pop outside during sex.  It's probably
more fun that way but not necessary."
   I agreed.  "Let's try to get them up to Sensitive at least.  Should we
do them all in parallel or try one pair at a time?"
   We decided just to do them all at once; each kid would handle their own
parents.  With eight people, if we got five up "only" to Sensitives and one
outside as one of us, it would be rated a completely successful experiment.
   We did do a lot of scampering, teasing the mundane couples (no dry
undies there!) and severe wildlife harassing.  We went through several of
the tours and enjoyed them as much as before.
   ------
   VALERIE
   Megan asked me, "What did you and Pat do at night before you were
outside?  He said to ask you."
   I grinned at her.  "For one thing, I flashed my nekkid boobs at him a
lot.  He was very well-informed on their size, shape and how hard my
nipples got.  We learned Morse Code -- you know how our beds form a common
wall?  -- and used to get it on with each other at least every other night.
Of course, along towards the end, our communications got a little rattled,
but we managed.  It wasn't cyber sex or phone sex; you might call it wall
sex."
   Megan laughed then pretended to pout, "Dan and Art came over last night
and molested me.  They tormented me for hours." She laughed again.  "Damned
glad I knew how to put up a sound barrier; my parents would have thought I
was being tortured.
   "What kind of sex do you call that?  It sure was different, more
friendly and more intense in many ways than a menage a mois."
   I told her, "Most of us call it remote sex, even if it's just the
nipple-licking or phantom touches similar to petting.  Bob and Natalie used
to do that for a while before they were actually together; they didn't do a
lot because it intensified their physical desires so much the next day, and
they couldn't do anything about it.  It's better than nothing but there's
no feedback."
   She said, "Yeh, I tried touching Dan and Art.  It's fun but no feedback
is right.  Who's Natalie?"
   Ho boy!  Fun story to tell.  Another suitably impressed person.
   We left Universal Studios around 5:00.  Art and Dan had to get home;
their folks were doing stuff in the evening.  We kept Megan with us for the
next several hours at our place watching DVDs, eating and snogging a
little.
   We got out the butterfly clips and worked Megan over really good.  Her
nipples were puffy atop a thin pad of tissue and were quite sensitive.  New
breasts to admire and caress!
   With two of us above giving lots of kisses, licks and gentle suction and
one working on her tiny slit, button and pucker below, we kept her (and us)
coming gently and warmly for over an hour.  We'd switch around "jobs" every
ten minutes or so, but she was always the target.  Damn she tasted good!
   She was just as interested in being the doer as being the doee.  She got
a chance to taste Pat really well (a good mouthful), and we found she had a
*very* long tongue; she was able to get to Cynthia's and my G-spots -- yow!
We squeaked, shrieked and sprayed pussy juice over her face.
   ------
   BOB (Saturday 4/8)
   In the late afternoon, I got Elisa and Linda aside.  I told them, "You
know we're leaving tomorrow morning so this is not the usual question I
ask. Would you two wonderful, beautiful ladies give me the extreme honor of
sweet loving with you tonight?"
   Sherry'd obviously prepared them.  Four nipples crinkled up hard, two
mouths smiled widely and four eyes got bigger.
   Elisa said, "Oh, God, yes."
   Linda squirted pussy juice on the sand and said, "YES!"
   Little Bob started sniffing around and I had to rebuke him a little.  I
told them, "I sure hope I survive.  Trying to satisfy two such
gorgeously-sexy ladies will be difficult, but I shall attempt the trial. 
If I die, it will be surrounded by beauty, grace and love."
   The hugs they immediately gave me started Little Bob up again. 
Treacherous member!
   Kat told me a little later she'd put The Question to Ramon and
Alejandro. They couldn't accept fast enough.
   Around 5:00 we packed up and went back to the Villa.  Evin had made
reservations for the twelve of us for dinner in the ballroom so the ladies
had to dress.
   The guys ducked in and out the shower quickly and got out of the way of
the female preparations.  They kicked us out into the sitting room and took
over all three bedrooms.
   Apparently part of the shopping they'd done yesterday morning was for
dresses for Elisa and Linda.  The other ladies ensured they fit properly,
their hair was done right and gave them a quick manicure and pedicure.
   Finally the ladies were dressed.  Totally gorgeous!  Elisa grabbed one
arm and Linda the other; they smirked, put on the predatory look and told
me, "You're *ours* tonight."
   I gave them each a quick kiss and said, "Willingly.  I may perish from
the delight of your company, but I'll be smiling with joy."
   Ramon and Alejandro escorted Kathleen; she was grinning, her nipples
were up and she was trailing pheromones and scent.  Then again, all the
ladies were that way.
   There was enough cleavage around the table to make another Grand Canyon.
Three milk-and-freckles and three tawny bosoms vied for every man's
attention -- and got it.
   It only took one _hint_ to Ramon and Alejandro before they openly
admired the bosoms on display -- and every lady encouraged them.
   Both Alejandro and Linda were dressed perfectly; with their memories
(which were coming back rapidly), they had confidence in their manners and
looked to be in their upper teens.  Very nice!
   I almost couldn't eat.  Elisa and Linda each had a hard nipple and firm
breast up against my arm almost all the time.
   While I didn't ask, I thought the only way their tops stayed up was with
glue of some sort or a _touch_; I kept seeing just a hint of areolae every
so often.  They encouraged me to look down their dresses almost as much as
they encouraged me to eat; I did a lot of both.
   Of course we'd all seen each other in the pelt at the beach.  This was
different; it was that little bit of mystery and was sexy as hell.
   Dancing!  Lots of Spanish stuff with a few classic waltzes and a couple
tangos.  Kathleen and I had done a bit of tangoing so we let it rip. 
Jaysus she's good!
   On a lot of the fast dances, I was sure there'd be some mammary
excursions, but apparently the ladies had a firm _hold_ on their necklines.
It was very intriguing to anticipate, though.
   I managed at least one slow dance with all the ladies.  Elisa and Linda
were good dancers already.  When we _linked_ a bit, it was wonderful.
   Siobhan told me, "We've gotta do more of this when we get back. 
Besides, you've gotta keep the JRD ladies especially happy; Kat, Sherry,
Evin and I decided we needed some JRD customs, too, so you're outvoted!"
   Groan.
   ------
   KATHLEEN (Saturday 4/8)
   Nice!  All dressed up with handsome, horny, courteous men admiring you
is a great way to spend an evening!
   The Guerreros cleaned up really good!  An outsider wouldn't believe
Alejandro and Linda weren't even thirteen yet.
   Elisa and Linda glowed.  Their dresses showed off every bit of their
nice figures -- almost all the way out to the ends of their boobs.
   Very nice dancing.  I went with Linda a couple times to the bathroom. 
She told me, "I've changed this damned sanitary pad twice already tonight.
I just keep leaking pussy water all the time."
   I laughed and told her, "Wouldn't have anything to do with the male
companionship around would it?"
   She grinned.  "Alejandro I love with all my heart, but every time one of
the Norte Americano guys looks at me I start leaking.  It feels like they'd
like to eat me up!  Not the 'I wanna get my dick in your cunt' looks I'm
used to, either."
   I told her, "Yeh, I know exactly what you mean.  These guys are
*admiring* you, Linda.  They're admiring both your physical and spiritual
beauty, and because of that, probably each one would love to spend a long
time getting to know you better and trying to drive you out of your body
with pleasure."
   She asked, "Maybe that has something to do with the way you all behave.
Mama and I can tell you've all been switching around a lot.  I've got lots
of memories of orgies, 'open' relationships and all that, but with you
guys, it's *clean*.  There's none of that dick-in-the-cunt attitude that we
can see."
   I said, "It's because all our relationships are based on some amount of
love and a lot of respect and admiration before we'd even consider doing
something.  I don't mind nice guys admiring me with a bit of lust but I'm
not gonna hop in bed with any guy or girl just because they're
good-looking; that's almost the last criteria I judge by."
   She grinned a little bit.  "Well that's good because I know I'm not a
raving beauty."
   I told her firmly, "You're even *better* than that, Linda.  You're a
beautiful spirit and that's what we look at first.  Now, let's get back out
and do some dancing.  The guys keep hoping we'll pop a boob, and we want to
keep up their interest."
   As we went up the elevator to our rooms, Barbara was snuggled up to
Mario and Sherry was all over Aaron.  Hmm, both hanky and panky!
   In the minute it took the elevator to get to our floor, we girls had
saturated the air with pheromones and fragrance.
   ------
   BOB (Saturday 4/8)
   As we headed towards the elevators, Elisa and Linda got real good grips
on me and solidly turned on their predatory looks.  Not death grips but
they were sure interested in sticking with me.
   We took the spare bedroom.  After I shut the door, I pulled the ladies
into me gently and told them, "This is such an honor for me.  For two such
wonderful sweet ladies to grant me such a privilege is almost
overwhelming."
   I think they melted down.  Note to self: these two really like
compliments!
   Kathleen had set up all the rooms with water bottles and towels so that
wasn't a slowdown at all.
   I could _feel_ their boilers were already stoked and hot.  They attacked
me together and had me nekkid in less than a minute.
   Their dresses just about fell off; I was right, they'd been _held_ up.
Linda didn't need and hadn't worn a bra so she was a bit ahead of Elisa. 
She unhooked Elisa's bra from behind and kissed her several times on her
neck and back while she ran her hands around front and cupped her breasts
briefly.
   Elisa told us, "I remember women's touches from before.  They're so
different from a man's, but I loved them both."
   Linda rubbed her boobs lightly on Elisa's back and told her, "Then I'm
gonna touch you a lot -- *all* over."
   I told Linda, "*You* are not allowed to come for a long time.  We are
going to get you so hot you can't stand it then take you even higher.  *I*
will tell you when you may come."
   Elisa had large areolae with wonderful baby-chewed nipples standing
stiffly erect.  Linda and I teased and caressed her breasts with hands and
kisses while orgasm bubbles raced through us.
   Leaving Linda to roll and pull Elisa's nipples, I dropped down and
nuzzled all over her tight tummy and fluffy mound.  I told her, "You smell
like a desert flower in bloom.  Your scent excites me almost beyond
control."
   We had three good-sized bubbles just begging to be let loose.  I pushed
her legs a couple feet apart and took a long lick up the inside of one up
to her heat.  While Linda pulled her nipples firmly, I stroked my
fingertips over her thong slowly from her pucker all the way up to her
stiff clitoris.
   The three bubbles burst together.  Elisa shrieked, shook and sprayed
nectar through her thong patch as Linda twisted her nipples firmly and I
stroked several more times while kissing her flat hard stomach.
   Her legs almost collapsed, but Linda and I managed to get her to the bed
before they did.  We took off her heels and thong then together massaged
her feet gently for a couple minutes.
   We pushed and pulled Elisa up to the middle of the bed and got several
towels under her hips.  Linda sat beside her and put pillows beneath her
head so she lay comfortably.
   She told Elisa, "Mama, he's gonna lick your pussy.  He's gonna stick
that slick Irish tongue so far up your baby hole it'll come out your
throat. He's gonna suck your clit so hard it's gonna stretch an inch.  He's
gonna stick a big white gringo finger up your butt and diddle you from the
inside.  All the time, I'm gonna be giving you wild woman kisses and
playing with your pretty titties."
   We did all that.  I blew once on her soaked lips and she started
shrieking, thrashing and coming.  Every climax gave a gush of tasty pussy
water; there was so much I decided just to keep sampling rather than trying
to drink it all.
   We kept her coming hotly for a good fifteen minutes.  I ended up with an
underhanded Sorcerer's Grip in her bottom and her channel and tried to suck
off her clit.  She screamed, came really hard and popped outside.
   We joined her and danced in the moonlight above the Playa.  We shared
warm spirit-hugs, wild _kisses_, sweet _merges_ and _windings_ while her
body thrashed below as it released its energy.
   We came back and took control again.  They "forced" me onto my back and
washed my face clean with warm wet tongues and kisses.  We snuggled
together, I got a firm grip on two really sweet butts then we let the
bodies rest while we took off exploring.
   We looked over the El Tule area and talked about the first set of
planned development.  I told Elisa, _"You and Ramon are gonna be working
really hard.  That's good, because you'll be working for yourself and your
future dreams, not renting yourself out to someone else's dreams."_
   Back to the Villa.  The others were in various stages of intimacy so we
_watched_ briefly.  Linda said, _"This is so nasty!  Watching them and they
don't know it."_
   I told her, _"Actually, they *are* aware of it.  We've trained ourselves
to have that little bit of attention outwards.  It we'd been hostile,
they'd react immediately no matter how immersed they were.  We often share
ourselves lightly so others can feel the love and joy we're feeling."_
   Kathleen seemed to be doing okay.  She was screaming into Ramon's ear
while he took her from below and Alejandro stirred her rectum from above.
Hope Ramon had his body shield over his ears.
   I told Elisa and Linda, _"They're doing my mate so well!  She's loving
being with two such handsome, sexy and macho men.  You two picked well when
you found them."_
   I _felt_ them appreciate that.  Elisa said, _"Maybe we can talk them
into doing that with us."_
   Linda laughed, _"Mama, all we gotta do is hint at it; we've got good,
smart men.  Now that Kathleen's taught them, we can reap the benefits."_
   We went back to our bodies and took a very quick shower.  We drank lots
of water and snacked on the goodies Kathleen had ordered earlier.  Kat
thinks of *everything* good like that!
   Elisa and I grabbed Linda and tossed her on the bed.  We told her, "Your
turn!"
   Linda immediately started flushing.  We stuck several towels under her
hips and got on either side.  Elisa told her, "Baby Linda, you're not
allowed to come until the Ceann permits you.  We're gonna play with your
cute titties until your nipples explode.  We're gonna tease your pretty
pussy until it aches.  Then, maybe, we'll let you come, and you'll scream
so loud you're gonna be hoarse for a week."
   We linked lightly together, maybe 30% total ,and I put an extra line to
Elisa so we could synchronize.  She learned the Sorcerer's Grip in five
seconds.  We stroked Linda's lovely tidy bosom for fifteen minutes without
touching a nipple; they puckered up so long and hard they pulled a third of
her breasts into them.
   She was panting, squirming and drooling a lot of pussy juice.  I told
her, "Keep that pussy clamped shut, Baby Linda.  No leaking and no coming!"
Her hips were bouncing several inches off the towels.
   We left her breasts and kissed-licked up and down her lovely slender
legs for several minutes.  We got close enough to her wide-spread pussy to
feel the heat then backed off.  Caresses and nuzzles to her hard tummy and
finger strokes on her tight butt and over her little wet pucker wound her
up and up.
   Back to her beautiful breasts.  She planted her feet wide on the bed and
arched up between them and her shoulders so her hips were a couple inches
in the air and her breasts were pushed up in offering.  She quivered,
panted and begged us with her eyes.
   I told her, "Not yet, Baby Linda.  Not yet."
   Elisa and I caressed her breasts again and again, getting closer to
those puckered towers on the end.  I put a hand down and gently caressed
her very-hard clit with a wet finger.  When Linda was panting so fast she
almost couldn't breath, I told her, "Baby Linda, come *now*!" Elisa and I
bit gently on her nipples and I gave her clit a little pinch.
   Linda squeaked loudly and convulsed.  She squirted at least half a liter
of nectar across the room to splash on the mirror.  Her hips shot up then
slammed back down again.
   We squeezed firmly and sucked gently; this time, Elisa molested her
clit. Another squeak, a squirt (only slightly less distant), and a hip
slam. Elisa and I growled, sucked hard and milked her.  Squirt after squirt
arced out of that beautiful pussy; we kept her coming and coming until she
ran dry.
   We let her down gently while stroking her body and legs and showering
loving kisses on her face.  She went completely limp and pushed her ears
almost to the back of her head with her smile.
   She commented colorfully in Irish about how good it had been.  I guess
Kat had been teaching her stuff on the sly!
   Elisa and I snuggled up against her.  I told her, "Linda, you are one
wonderful woman.  I am completely honored by your pleasure; no woman yet
has shown me such a wonder." I hedged a little; there were a couple over
the last several million years who could do something close, but Linda was
the best.
   We shared sweet warm kisses and loving caresses for a long time until
Linda was breathing normally.  Such wonderful people these are!
   We made Linda drink two bottles of water; she had fluids to replace,
that was for sure!  We snuggled up and rested again while we popped outside
and went exploring.
   We talked about Linda and Alejandro coming to the States for school. 
Elisa told her, _"Your dad and I have talked about your and Alejandro's
education a lot.  This part of Baja just doesn't have the really good
schools and universities we think your generation needs.  Your dad's had
ten years of school and I've had seven.  That's barely enough, we think,
for us to get by for a while longer._
   _"You two bear our future hopes.  We want to build a wonderful business
and have you two be able to expand it beyond our wildest dreams.  That
takes education.  What do you think, Bob?"_
   I told them, _"I think you're right, Elisa.  In the United States, if
you don't have at least a twelve-year education, you're 'doomed' to a
low-paying dull J O B unless you can succeed in your own business.  *That*
takes knowledge and education._
   _"With the expansion I see that could take place in this area, in
several years you couldn't maintain your growth without business and
real-world education.  Kathleen's 'dad' is a teacher at our high school;
Kat, Sherry and I are part of what we call the Brain Trust there.  We're
tutors.  We've dealt for years with the councilors who have a real good
grasp of what education is need to survive in the real world._
   _"I might be preaching to the choir but unless you can see your way
clear to pay for education in a major place like Mexico City, you're stuck.
Next week, let's get you together with Kat's mom and my mother to see what
we can work out.  We've got six students in the Clann right around your age
and *all* of them are tutors.  I'm prejudiced, of course, but I think you
two would do wonderfully with them."_
   Back to the Villa!  We _peeked_ at our friends; they were having lots of
fun and games.  Kat was doing a bucking bronco ride on Alejandro while
Ramon held her in the saddle with a firm grip on her breasts.  Elisa and
Linda both got dripping spirit-pussies just from the idea.
   We did a quick dry-off, pee calls and snacked some more.  We had to
avoid this long wet streak in the carpet; I stepped on it once and it
squished.  Better leave a really big tip for housekeeping!
   Elisa's turn again.  She got a good fifteen minutes of the Sorcerer's
Grip; Linda learned quickly how to do it with me.  Elisa had soaked the
towels down pretty good by then so we tossed them in the pile.
   We spread another couple towels and I got the underneath job.  From the
moment we'd seen Kat the last time, I'd known what Elisa and Linda wanted.
They'd been in the Mexican macho-man culture for the last several hundred
years; in that time, Elisa had been on top once and Linda twice.  Time to
remedy that.
   Elisa immediately lay atop me; I hugged her gently while we shared long,
deep kisses filled with passion.  Linda stroked her butt and back, spread
her copious nectar over her pucker and played with it while I caressed her
everywhere I could reach.
   We _linked_ again.  Linda guided me to Elisa's entrance and kept a light
touch on her back.  Elisa straightened up a little and sucked me in with
one shift of her weight.  She came hard immediately and shrieked out her
delight.
   "Fuck!  That's so damned good!  His dick's so far inside me it's
sticking all the way inside my baby room!  I've *gotta* do more of this."
(Slight exaggeration, but who cares?)
   Ride the pony!  (donkey, bull, horse, whatever!) She pulled my hands to
her breasts and came hard every minute or so; the time between got shorter
and shorter and the climaxes longer until she was coming continuously and
was pouring liquid.  Linda stroked her back and butt with an occasional
hard poke at her pucker.
   I'd numbed myself up a bit so I was good for a long time.  This night
was theirs, not mine.
   With a final scream, she collapsed atop me.  We stroked her, kissed her
and I told her, "You're a wonderful woman, Elisa.  Your very presence
inspires people to become the best they can be.  Your sweet body, sweet
breath and wonderful kisses transport me to pleasures I've rarely known."
   She pushed back up again and slowly moved her hips around.  I gently
milked her mother's breasts and asked, "Milk?"
   Jaysus!  She convulsed hard and flooded my groin again!  Seems to be a
button with quite a few of the ladies.
   Linda straddled my chest and caressed Elisa's breasts and nipples,
giving them long Grip strokes and tender sucklings.  Back and forth between
them she went.  Both came gently, flooding us all with the warm love of a
release (and flooding me with pussy water from both of them).  I reached my
hands around as I could, stroking Linda's lovely breasts and gently
tweaking her rigid nipples; she acknowledged me by flooding her nectar over
my chest until it dripped on the bed.
   They finally stopped and hugged each other, _sharing_ their love and
delight.  I was relegated to a bystander, just holding them up so they
wouldn't fall over.  It was wonderful to share their happiness.
   After a couple minutes, we slowly toppled over; assisted with a few
gentle _touches_, they rested easily in each others arms.
   I was still hard inside Elisa; there was this wonderfully fragrant, very
wet, very tight and should-be-delightfully-tasty (*twelve-year-old!*) pussy
right in front of my mouth.  Give you three guesses what I did and the
first two don't count!
   After a couple seconds of exquisite cunny lapping, they woke up to what
was going on.  Linda squirmed and flooded my mouth with more delicious
nectar while Elisa stroked her breasts, pinched her nipples and encouraged
her to come as often and as hard as she could.  Linda did a lot of both
while gushing fragrant fluid all over my face.  Dayum!  I've gotta find a
way to breathe in these situations!  Maybe a very small cannister...
   We dozed off with my body parts buried inside two gorgeous, loving
women. We left things to drip-dry for a while and went outside for another
tour around the neighborhood.
   Chapter 47
   BOB (Saturday 4/8)
   We blinked up to the airport.  Even in the middle of the night there was
a fair amount of traffic, mainly cargo flights.  They loved the
jet-spinning and kamikaze dives!  We checked out the crews, inspected
cargos -- uh, oh!  There's a couple kilos of cocaine and heroine being
smuggled to the States.
   I introduced them to ramontheeye's priority email.  The destination was
right on the luggage tags so I showed them how to get the right DEA agent's
home email address.  We sent off a complete description of the luggage, the
flight number and arrival time.  I _nudged_ the agent with "sleepless" and
a vague desire just to look at her email to while away the time.
   She found ramontheeye's email right away.  She checked the code words
(correct of course) and got wide awake in half a second.  She was on the
phone and forwarding ramon's email within fifteen seconds.  Yes!
   Well, we'd made her day; she was bouncing up and down in delight.  Linda
and Elisa dove right in to help her out.  They got phantom mouths and
fingers going and in thirty seconds she was in heaven.  Major drug
interception with a wonderful climax; who could ask for anything more?  Let
her wonder how she'd gotten her climax; I wasn't gonna tell.
   I had to drag Elisa and Linda off.  They were ready to inspect every
piece of luggage in every airport in Mexico, but I whispered to Elisa,
_"We've still gotta 'make a baby' with Linda."_
   Elisa immediately changed her mind about all the inspections and decided
we should check out Rodrigo and Alona.  Well what do ya know?  Twisted,
soaked bed sheets, the room saturated with male and female pheromones and
woman-fragrance all over.
   They were young (mid thirty's is still young, right?), tremendously in
love, _linked_ at 90% and very very new to the relationship.  I guess
that's a good excuse for him driving her to her tenth major release within
the last hour.
   Ho!  That got two foxy ladies horny again in a hurry!  Back to the
Villa!
   Pee calls, lots more water and more snacks.  We tossed the saturated
towels on the pile and lazed around in bed for a while.  Elisa and I
_plotted_ quietly for a while as we all caressed each other and shared
sweet kisses.
   Elisa gave Linda a tiny _hint_.  Linda asked, "Mama, did Bob come in
you?"
   Elisa promptly told her, "No, Baby Linda.  We were saving it all for you
so the Ceann could make a baby inside you!"
   Yowsah!  Linda immediately squirted a hefty shot of nectar across the
room.  Guess we hit a decent button.
   Elisa and I pounced on her and pinned her down; she was the prisoner of
our lust!
   We spread-eagled her; Elisa dove in with a deep cunny licking while I
massaged her delightful (*twelve-year-old!*) breasts and shared wonderful
passionate French kisses.
   Elisa survived the nectar deluge; she probably drank down a couple
pints. Linda squeaked, thrashed, came, squirted and popped outside then
back in a couple times.
   All right, time for the pony ride.  Me on my back with Little Bob ready
for lift-off into orbit and Elisa (with a few judicious _touches_) helping
Linda crouch above him.
   Linda squeaked every few seconds with a fresh climax as she anticipated
getting pregnant (she played the game right along with us) with a white
Norte Americano baby -- out of wedlock!  She pulled in every fantasy that
fit the situation and must have flooded at least a half-liter of fluid over
me before we even touched.
   Elisa told her, "This will be gentle, Baby Linda.  The Ceann is a bit
bigger than Alejandro so it will stretch you a little more.  We love you,
Baby Linda, and want so much for you to be happy.
   *"The Ceann's gonna fill your baby room with baby juice!  You're gonna
have a white Irish baby girl with red hair and freckles all over!  She'll
look just like Kathleen!  Your belly's gonna get so big you'll have to
carry it in daddy's wheelbarrow!"*
   Em, there was no issue with lubrication.  Elisa guided Linda onto me
slowly.  Be Jaysus!  Linda clamped down hard every couple seconds and we
had to work in between them.  Oh, well, it's a tough job, but someone's
gotta do it.  I numbed up pretty good just to have some bit of control.
   When we got me solidly inside an inch or so (so damned hot and tight! 
*twelve-year-old pussy!*), Elisa let Linda go so she could control her own
penetration.  Linda got her legs beneath her and let herself down with wide
hip swings (and major pussy-clenches) until she had me buried inside her. I
was pushing her cervix up only a little bit so I wasn't really too big for
her.
   She sat there for several minutes, climaxed every few seconds and
flooded me with nectar.  Elisa tweaked her diamond-hard nipples right along
with her climaxes.
   She was almost worn out from climaxing; she'd barely moved a muscle
outside her vagina.  Well, time to get on with it.  With a few helpful
_touches_, Elisa and I rolled us over.  A pillow and towels under her hips
and her ankles behind her ears gave us maximum penetration.
   I started long-stroking.  I didn't even have to think of anything to
say; Elisa took it right up, "The Ceann's fucking you, Baby Linda!  He's
gonna come so hard inside you it'll come out your nose.  He's ramming that
big white Irish dick inside your baby hotel and he's gonna squirt a gallon
of thick baby juice inside!
   "Your belly's gonna get so big we'll have to carry you around in your
dad's truck!  That freckled Irish baby's gonna come out and suck your
Baby-Linda tits and demand milk!  *Milk*!
   "You're gonna cum so hard when you get knocked up you'll pass out for a
week!  We'll have to carry your body out in a laundry basket!  Your tits'll
be so bulgy with milk we'll have to use your papa's new tractor to pick
them up so you can scratch underneath!
   "Come, Ceann!  Come inside my Baby Linda and knock her up over the
mountains!  Come!"
   Who am I to deny a lady's wish?  The gallon of cum I'd been saving up
all day gushed out like a fire hose right into her (*twelve-year-old!*)
womb!  Linda sucked it all up like a trouper, screamed and really flooded
me.  I screamed, Elisa screamed and our bodies pushed us outside so hard we
ended up somewhere near the Moon.
   Be Jaysus!  Hot Damn!  Janey Mack!  Fuck me raw!  All those expletives!
Yeh, we knew Linda didn't have an egg, but what the hell!
   We "patched in" the memories of Ana's fertility rites and mocked up the
sperm making (*twelve-year-old!*) Linda extremely pregnant (how pregnant
can a woman be?).  Dayum!  We bounced around outside, _sharing_ the ecstacy
and the joy.  The fact that we'd created most of it ourselves was a lot of
the fun.
   We danced around the Moon for a bit, blinked over to Saturn and looked
at the rings (*Maybe* we'll have time to check out Uranus tonight, Elisa)
and chased down a few comets.
   Okay!  Back to Earth.  We tweaked the Northern Lights a bit; we thought
El Gordo getting butt-fucked by a mangy donkey was pretty cool.  Hmm, let's
check up on him.
   Oh, my goodness!  Shock!  It seems the other gang members had taken
offense to him having their weapons' firing pins in his pocket and had
kicked the crap out of him during the yard break.  Then again, he'd been
shitting himself every couple hours anyway -- must be the Mexican water.
   So sad, too bad.  Maybe ramontheeye would give a few hints on where some
of his loot was stashed.  Not that it would help any of the victims'
families necessarily, but the fact that it was all recovered would bleed
any satisfaction from the gang; they would get away with nothing.
   All righty, then!  Back to the Villa to see if anyone survived.  Well,
Kat was still going strong.  Ramon and Alejandro still seemed to be alive,
functional and interested in giving her as much pleasure as possible.  That
being the case, we let them be.
   Back to our room.  Well, Elisa's and my body seemed to be doing just
fine; they were sleeping away.  On the other hand, Linda's body was still
climaxing intermittently; every climax squirted out a little stream of
delicious nectar for several inches.
   We didn't want it to get dehydrated, so we managed to get Linda back in
just long enough to chug a few bottles of water before she was pushed out
again.  Maybe Elisa's guesstimate of a week wasn't too far off.
   Elisa and I managed to get back to our bodies; Linda tried to get back
inside every couple minutes but kept getting pushed back out.  Of course,
we had the perfect opportunity to tease her about how big her belly was
getting and how swollen her milky boobs would be.
   She wasn't at all concerned.  "Well, Ceann, I guess I'll show up on your
doorstep with my then-thirteen-year-old FFF tits down to my waist.  Our
baby will want so much milk we'll have to have three dedicated water
purification units just to replace the fluids.
   "No one will laugh at us, but every woman in the Clann will be jealous
and demand equal time and opportunity to carry your gringo Black Irish
freckled baby!  To hell with your customs!  They'll lay in wait in your
bedroom to hop on the Sorcerer's Wand and drain you dry!
   "You won't have enough cum left to satisfy a tadpole.  Kathleen will get
so disgusted with your Ceanning around she'll take up with PVC and the Wild
Bunch and fuck every one of their brains out!"
   Guess she told *me* a thing or two.
   Linda's body finally calmed down enough it could go off to sleep instead
of coming and squirting.  We cleaned up a bit (tossed the towels in the
pile), snuggled up in a love-pile and bopped around outside.
   Quick check at the airport.  All the luggage seemed okay so we didn't
fire up ramontheeye again.  Somehow I think the girls were more interested
in getting some innocent agent climaxing than they were in a drug bust.
   We checked out the Moon for alien artifacts.  Pretty clean; there was
only one installation of two cubic kilometers that would get anyone
anywhere near excited.  *I* wasn't interested in mass
transmitters/receivers that took up a (New York) city block.  Big fuckin'
deal.
   Besides, it seemed their idea of an erotic picture was two big-eyed
beings looking at each other with their right hand behind their head. 
Actually it was better in many respects than some of the stuff I'd seen on
the Internet.
   Elisa and I ganged up on Linda again, caressing her sweet breasts with
mouths and hands, showering lovey-kisses over her smooth face and telling
her how big her tummy was getting.
   I told her, "Baby Kathleen's growing inside every minutes.  She's eager
to come out and suck that sweet milk from your huge titties.  That
freckle-covered white baby is gonna milk your boobies to get the milk."
   We demonstrated at length what she'd do.  Linda quivered, came richly
and squirted every couple times.  We increased our efforts and whispered,
"Feel the milk flow, Baby Linda.  The milk flows for your hungry baby. 
Feed the baby, Linda, feed the baby!"
   Elisa told her, "Wonderful, Baby Linda!  Alejandro will wanna suck on
these pretty titties a lot.  Would you want him suck this one while he's
sticking his hard prick up your baby-stretched hole?"
   Got her pretty good.  Linda came really hard and shrieked out her
delight!  She got out a four-foot squirt that joined the rest of her spend
on the carpet.
   After snuggling and dozing for an hour, Elisa and Linda prodded me
awake. "MORE!"
   Groan.  Complain.  The trials of a Ceann.
   Long gentle loving, sweet caresses and sweet loving kisses.  We made
lots of three-layer sandwiches and made lots of wonderful orgasmic energy.
I did mock up a tiny air cylinder; it was the only way I could survive the
deluges.  Both Elisa and Linda had *plenty* of pussy juice to share.
   They loved doggie-style, too.  We had to put a pillow under Linda's
knees to get her up high enough then kept her screaming for ten minutes
while I bounced her cervix around and Elisa lavished woman-kisses on her,
sucked her breasts and pushed fingers up her channel.  We soaked more
towels.
   ------
   KATHLEEN (Sunday 4/9)
   Two wonderful men admiring me and pleasuring me!  Be Jaysus!  I came so
hard and so often they pushed us out of our bodies three times.
   Front and back together was great!  I creaked their bones a few times
but kept some bit of control in.  I'm gonna get David and Bob together in a
few months *after* I'd gotten the body strength and endurance up.
   We explored the region and talked a lot about the business.  Time will
tell but it all looked very promising.
   Inside and outside, hard, fast loving and slow, soft loving.  So nice!
   We finally collapsed completely around 4:00 and spent the rest of the
night outside while the bodies recovered a little.
   We poked everyone awake around 7:30 and crowded into the shower.  We
scrubbed soapy bodies, stroked wet willing pussies, and caressed hard
nipples and stiff willies.
   Breakfast.  We girls were starved and kept porting stuff off our guys'
plates.  Fortunately, they'd learned and made trips to the buffet before we
had a chance to run out.
   When we'd gotten the major hunger handled (for then) we sat back and
relaxed a bit.  Bob looked around and asked, "Everyone sleep well last
night?"
   Twelve nipples popped up, six twats twitched and six male members
started rising to the occasion.  Bob grinned, said, "Looks like it," and
finished his coffee.  He's gonna get soo laid when we get home!
   We streamed back upstairs and finished up our packing.  After we ported
the luggage, golf clubs, etc.  back to Burbank, Aaron paid the bill.  We
piled in the vehicles and went out to the Guerreros for a wrap up.
   Our plane left at 11:20 so we had about an hour to go over things before
we left.  We confirmed some schedules (the Guerreros would get with Mom
about school) and did some future planning on the businesses.
   Finally, we had to leave.  We gave and got warm, hard hugs with the
Guerreros, shared last kisses and _kisses_ and left with wonderful
memories!
   Nice flight back.  We gossiped, planned, plotted and napped.  As we
napped, we'd go outside and play spinning games in the jet engines.
   Home!  Dayum!  Our room at the Reynolds was full of "stuff" we'd ported
back so we headed over to Mom's.  I'd ported back some stuff there too, but
at least we could get around inside the room.
   We shared wonderful welcome-home hugs and kisses with Mom and Dad,
chatted a bit and relaxed.
   ------
   BOB
   I told Kat, "I don't know about you, but I'm gonna put the body down to
rest.  You and Sherry plotted against me all week to keep me busy and I'm
*tired*!"
   Kat put on a sympathetic look and said, "Poor baby!  You get some rest
and I'll come in after a bit.  You need to help me relieve some pressure
built up on the way home." She squeaked, "Unka Robert!"
   Groan.  Complain.
   The body went right to sleep; it *did* need the rest.  I bounced around
outside for a half hour, checking things out.  There were lots going on
(new people, lots of fun and games on the last day of Spring Break, a
pregnant Ana), but nothing that needed the Ceann.  After all, they'd gotten
along without me for a week.
   Kat woke me gently with a distended nipple in my mouth.  I did my duty
and suckled her gently on both sides (and caressed a nicely-wet pussy).
   I dried her pussy a bit with my mouth (somehow it didn't get really
dry), abused Miss Clitty thoroughly then we let the bodies sleep deeply
while we bounced gently around.
   She told me, _"You did well, Ceann.  You have five more deeply-satisfied
and very-honored ladies.  Elisa and Linda feel *very* much honored and
accepted.  Linda, especially.  You like that twelve-year-old pussy, Unka
Robert?"_
   _Groan.  "Ceann-Mate, it's a hazardous job but I guess someone's gotta
give out the TLC.  I didn't hear too many complaints from you, either."_
   She just purred and _snuggled_ harder.  We _merged_ and _caressed_ each
other gently and warmly for the next several hours while making wonderful
spirit-rainbows in the sunlight.
   ------
   SIOBHAN (Sunday 4/9)
   The girls, Madeleine and Dermot were there to welcome us home.  We
shared happy hugs and sweet welcoming kisses then settled down in the den
for a few minutes.
   Evin wandered into the kitchen for something to drink while the rest of
us chatted.  Four pairs of eyes examined me closely.
   Riona said, "Mom, you look extremely well-satisfied.  Betcha the
Sorcerer had a lot to do with it."
   Madeleine looked around at the others and said, "We need to welcome her
home!" They attacked me and carried me off screaming (very quietly) and
struggling (very weakly) towards Madeleine's room.
   I yelled, "Evin, help!"
   He stuck his head in from the kitchen, laughed and said, "No way I'm
gonna get involved in that!  I'm just a male and I'm worn out!"
   Probably Bob's influence!  I Irished him thoroughly; *it's all his
fault!*
   Four pairs of hands got me nekkid on Madeleine's bed in a hurry.  Four
pairs of eyes admired my body and four tongues licked lips.  They did a
rock, scissors, paper to see who got first dibs where!
   Riona and Alyssa were gentle.  Soft sucks and gently milking hands on my
diddies got me going wonderfully.  Dayum!  Went straight to my clit!
   Madeleine went Down Under and molested me while Dermot massaged my feet
and kissed up and down my legs.  While Mad and Dermot worked on me below,
Riona and Alyssa nibbled my ears, caressed my aching boobs and showered
butterfly kisses over my face.  Good girls!
   Turnabout!  Mad and Dermot got their loving in on top while Riona and
Alyssa took turns seeing how far inside me they could get their tongues. 
Dayum!  Sweet hot climaxes.
   After several more turns-about, Mad told Dermot, "Maybe we should show
Siobhan what we discovered this week."
   Dermot grinned at me evilly -- don't be fooled, a four-year-old *can*
look evil!  Riona and Alyssa held down my arms and Mad spread my legs wide
and held them down.  I struggled and moaned but was a prisoner to their
wiles!
   Dermot crawled in between my legs and licked all around my sloshing
pussy.  Yow!  More sweet climaxes!  He does remember well.  He pushed a
small finger (his wrist was only about an inch and a half in diameter, so
he's got really small hands) into me and twisted it around a little.  Nice.
   He added another finger while suctioning my clit.  Fuck!  Hot climax! 
Riona and Alyssa put hands on my hips to hold them down.  Dermot added
another finger and another then slowly slid his entire small hand inside
me!
   I screamed and came really hard!  He cackled loudly and evilly, formed
his hand into a tiny fist and rotated it slowly inside me.  His knuckles
rubbed one after the other right over my G-spot!
   Bad!  Bad!  I screamed continuously, came continuously, tried to push
his hand out with my channel then in about five minutes suddenly came so
hard I couldn't breath, gushed a flood of pussy juice and was forced
outside!
   Nasty little boy!  Wonderful!  The little devil's gonna be even more
popular with the Clann women; betcha he'll get invited to a *lot* of
campouts.
   Chapter 48
   PATRICK (Sunday 4/8)
   We met early Sunday afternoon with our graduated Sensitives.  Valerie
passed around papers with the Clann customs and we discussed them for an
hour or so.
   Cynthia emphasised the consensual nature of all the relationships.  She
told them, "I don't think any of the students have done anything outside
their current relationships yet -- Butterfly Games excepted.  On the other
hand, the Ceann hasn't asked, either!
   "The Ceann and Ceann-Mate's honoring is a completely different area from
the other relationships.  You remember getting Bob and Kat's Seals of
Approval?"
   They most definitely remembered.
   Cynthia continued, "Think of the Clann honoring as that approval
magnified tremendously.  From what the Matthews and the Reynolds have said,
it's something so completely different they almost can't explain it.  They
_showed_ us a bit of the feeling and it was wonderful!"
   Valerie told them, "And it's completely consensual.  I wouldn't doubt
there was a lot of honoring going on in Cabo San Lucas; just think of the
fun and games we've been playing here over Spring Break.
   "So, guys, what do you like best about the Clann customs?"
   They had a few minor questions.  I made the offer, "So, since they're
acceptable, I'd like to extend invitations to all of you to join this thing
of ours and become members of the Clann Reynolds."
   They accepted enthusiastically.  Yes!
   We exchanged happy hugs and kisses along with exuberant spirit-hugs and
_butt-bounces_.  Sarah and Rita were scrumptious!  I know Val and Cynthia
felt the same about them, too.
   We'd set up a meeting with Alejandro and Linda for Sunday night, so the
Sweet Six (that's the Wild Bunch and PVC) headed on down there around
midnight.
   They were ready for us; we exchanged spirit-hugs, _kisses_ and
_butt-bounces_ then they showed us around the homestead.
   Interesting, something like you'd read about in rural back-woods
stories. No water, electric, telephone or sewer (all coming soon) and an
outdoor outhouse over a hole in the sand.  None-the-less, it was very clean
and neat despite the need for paint and minor repairs.
   Elisa and Linda had already made plans for what they wanted done.  Linda
told us, _"Bob figured we should set this up for the company headquarters
and recommended we work with Elizabeth on the design.  We'll have the
utilities in within the week.  Indoor plumbing and running water!"_
   Alejandro said, _"We'll be able to help out in the initial stages, like
painting and that sort of stuff and maybe a bit with the business.  I know
Kathleen talked with Mom and Linda about getting us in school; she
suggested we might stay with Ana.  What are the schools like up there?"_
   That we could talk about for quite a while.  We did so while we bopped
around the desert and inland mountains, chasing the wildlife.
   The hardest part was to establish a common reality.  Their schools had
been a one or two-room place, usually in the back of some other building.
No heat, no air conditioning and only a few books.
   Yes, they could read basic Spanish and do a little math but beyond that,
not much.  Alejandro said, _"We almost know more from our memories than
what we've learned this lifetime, but even those are pretty limited.  We've
spent the last five hundred years or so right around here; you can guess
what kind of knowledge we've accumulated.  There were legends of a land far
north of here where it was cool and there was plenty of water and shade._
   _"Even this lifetime, North America is a fantasy to most of us.  We know
of the tourists and that's it.  Your people coming has saved us."_
   Linda told us, _"Our family was almost at our last ends.  Very little
money, very little hope for much work.  Mama's job could feed us only half
the time so we were hungry a *lot*._
   _"Alejandro and I had looked for work for weeks everywhere around El
Tule where we could walk to.  The best we could do would get the both of us
only enough for a single meal for the family after a week's work.  When we
went into town last Sunday, we knew we had to bring back money or at least
one of us would be dead within a couple weeks from hunger_.
   _"I'd already decided if it came down to it, I'd sell my virginity.  A
Norte Americano is usually willing to pop a hundred USD for a clean virgin;
that would have fed us all for almost three months.  And it's *not* a joke
that a twelve-year-old virgin around here is rare."_
   She gave Alejandro a good spirit-smack on the butt and told us,
_"Instead, *he* got it for free!"_
   Alejandro smiled.  _"I could work a lifetime and still not be worthy of
the love she's given me."_
   Janet told them, _"Thank you for telling us that; now we have some idea
of what we're all working with.  Please, if we seem condescending at times
when we ask if you know about something, it's never intentional.  We've
never really known what it's like to be hungry or cold for long.  We've
always been in excellent schools and have learned a lot.  We can help you
catch up with all that.  You may be un-educated but you're sure not stupid.
If you were, Bob would have passed you by."_
   Bellana suggested we show them Burbank but work up to it.  Henry said,
_"Show us the best residential part of this area that's not part of one of
the resorts."_
   They led us to a neighborhood of houses, small stores and a few very
small parks.  The houses were small, cramped in together but were generally
neat and tidy.  Many had decent (less than ten years old) cars with a few
newer ones around.  Linda said, _"Papa brought us through here a few years
ago for a job.  He said it was the best area in town for us natives."_
   We didn't say much.  It was similar to low-income areas in Burbank and
North Hollywood, only a bit cleaner.  Henry said, _"Okay.  Keep this in
mind to compare against."_
   We went up about 100,000 feet, high enough to see the shape of the
continents.  Janet pointed out the Cabo area and said, _"We'll go north
from here so you can see it change and where things are in relation to El
Tule."_
   We "cruised" around a 1,000 miles an hour and got to Tijuana in well
less than an hour.  We swooped down and looked the area over a little. 
Lots of slums (at least to us) and some relatively decent areas around the
major business districts and hotels.
   We cruised north about 5,000 feet above I-5 towards Los Angeles.  The
freeway was a marvel to them; the largest road they'd seen before was the
four-lane highway between Cabo San Lucas and the airport.  At 500 miles an
hour, we were in Irvine in a half-hour.  We slowed down a bit but still
kept on I-5.  Cynthia told them, _"This starts the really major commercial
areas.  From here north a long ways it's similar."_
   We streamed up through Glendale to Burbank then cut over to North
Hollywood.  Janet had found an area similar to the one in El Tule so we
went there.
   Alejandro and Linda were in major culture shock.  Yeh, they'd been at
the resort with Bob, Kat and the others, but they'd been concentrated on
the company they were in, not the surroundings.  They looked around the
area and calmed down.  Alejandro said, _"Yep.  Looks close in many ways."_
   Bellana said, _"My place next."_ Her house wasn't fancy by any stretch,
but she and Lucia had their own rooms with plenty of clothes and other
stuff.
   Linda said, _"This is a palace compared to our place."_
   Bellana told her, _"Bob and his father spent a lot of time last summer
helping get it livable.  It works for us the way it is so we've stayed
here."_
   We went to Cynthia's next, which was a little fancier.  Cynthia showed
them the indoor plumbing with a shower and lots of towels.  She didn't even
mention the computer and stereo.  Linda gaped at the amount of clothes she
had in the closet.
   Henry told them, _"The rest of us live right next door to each other;
let's go there now."_
   I'd say our spaces were like Cynthia's; not really fancy but roomy
enough and comfortable.  I told them, _"Between the four places here we
have nine bedrooms.  For all practical purposes, Henry, his dad and the
Merrills live together even though Val's and my places are between them. 
For Val and me, it doesn't matter much whether we're in her place or mine
besides where most of our clothes are."_
   Henry said, _"Bob and Kat said we could look at both their rooms even if
they were there, so let's do that next."_
   We led them over to the Reynolds to Bob and Kat's room.  It was stuffed
full of goodies; Linda recognized several things she'd seen Kat buy.  This
room shared a bathroom with the next bedroom.
   Oops!  Sam and Mary were having a Spring-Break-end celebration.  We
backed out but not before they waved languid arms at us and went back to
what they were doing...  and doing and doing.
   Val told them, _"You'll recognize this place from the Clann meeting last
Friday.  We meet here now unless we need something else."_
   We showed them around the rest of the place, including the back yard,
then led them to Ana's.
   Bob and Kat were asleep in their room, so we didn't bug them.  We showed
Alejandro and Linda around the rest of the place.  Henry said, _"The
McCambridge study group works in the dining room.  Pat and Val's study
group will probably be one of their places.  In any case, most everyone
lives not more than ten minutes walk from each other.  Mickey C is less
than fifteen minutes from here and Harvard is less than ten.  If everyone
can work things out, you two would probably be either here or at the
Reynolds'._
   _"I'd make a guess it would be here.  There's a sofa bed in the den so
we could say Alejandro sleeps there and guards the lab.  When Ana's babies
come you could be baby sitters.  I guess everyone will have to work that
out."_
   Valerie told them, _"No matter what happens, you're welcome to visit any
of us any time.  Once we practice the teleporting, we can exchange visits;
we'll take you to Universal Studios!"_
   We gave them a quick tour of both Harvard and Mickey C.  They were
totally impressed with both.
   Janet told them, _"We're all tutors so we could have you up to your U.S.
grade level in several months.  Of course, the language isn't an issue; the
Sorcerer's got a few magic tricks on that."_
   Now they knew where everything and everyone was, we blinked back to El
Tule.  We went back and forth a few times until they had not the slightest
thought they couldn't do it.
   To the Cabo airport!  Bob had shown Linda and Elisa the engine spinning
and kamikaze dives, but Alejandro was new to it.  Didn't take long, in five
minutes he was an expert!
   Linda told us what she and her mom had done to the agent they'd tipped
off about the drugs.  We pretended to be shocked for a few seconds then
laughed instead.  It wasn't really any worse than what we do at Universal
Studios on an ongoing basis -- and to couples we caught snogging elsewhere!
   We bopped around the desert and mountains for another hour then headed
back to Burbank after a final round of spirit-hugs, _kisses_ and _windings_
with our new friends.
   Valerie, Cynthia and I celebrated the end of Spring Break with a sweet
two-hour loving-making party.  So nice to be wound around two such sweet
women both physically and spiritually.
   ------
   BOB (Monday 4/10)
   Kat woke me up very early Monday morning with a swollen nipple in my
mouth.  "You did this to me, Bob, now you're gonna have to handle it!  You
got me so hot I'm burning up the place!"
   Well a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do.  I gave in to her pleas and
started the grim job.
   A thumb and forefinger on Miss Clitty and a wet phantom tongue on the
rest eased the pain.  She came hard several times and spread aromatic pussy
juice over us.
   It took several minutes before she was satisfied.  She told me, "Now you
lay there and take it like a man!"
   She slipped Little Bob into a soaking hot embrace and rode me down!  She
started wailing and shrieking in less than a minute; I grabbed both sweet
breasts, squeezed them very lightly and told her, "Milk!"
   She _shared_ her screeching climax with me while spraying pussy juice
and perspiration all over.
   ------
   JANET (Monday 4/10)
   School again!  Okay, we had fun during Spring Break.  I won't say
Bellana and I were totally fucked out, but we were tired.  Toro was still
going strong, though, the asshole!
   We saw Bob, Kat and Sherry several times before school and during class
changes and had exchanged loving welcome-back greetings.
   We were all gathered for lunch when, I asked, very diplomatically,
_"Okay.  Kat, Sherry, you both look like you've had your brains screwed out
all week.  Give!"_
   Bob happened to be sitting between them.  They slammed their shoulders
against him at the same time and glared at him.  Sherry said, _"It's all
his fault!"_
   Kathleen said, _"He milked our boobs and made us think we were breast
feeding.  We're sore!  It's all his fault!"_
Sherry: _"He did it to Barbara!"_
Kat: _"And to Siobhan!"_
Sherry: _"And to Elisa and Linda!"_
   Kat and Sherry: _"It's all his fault!"_
   The rest of us looked at them for a few seconds.  Steven, ever the
consummate caballero, said, _"Henry and I offer our services to ladies in
distress."_
   We almost split a gut laughing.
Lucia: _"We're coming to study early tonight."_
Me: _"We all need to help."_
Bellana: _"After all, we have friends in distress."_
Henry: _"And we don't want to place the entire burden on Mario._.."
Steven: _"or our fearless leader Bob."_
Lucia: _"We must share this grim duty..."_
Bellana: _"to relieve the pain of our friends."_
Me: _"Besides, as Seniors, it's your duty..."_
Lucia: _"to help our education."_
   Kat and Sherry groaned and fanned their chests.
Me: _"Oh, my!  I'll bring the butterfly clips."_
Lucia: _"And changes of clothes."_
Steven: _"We'll have a welcome-home party!"_
Not much sympathy from us.  Leone and Mark came by just then.  Leone
took one _look_ at Kat and Sherry then started giggling so hard Mark had to
lead her away.
   I called after them, _"Free breast milk samples at study tonight. 
Butterfly Game!"_
   Bob grinned and tried to look innocent.  Yeh, right.  He glanced around
the table and admired bosoms (which immediately got pushed out for better
inspection).  He smiled and told us, "I see the competition for the Best
Bust in Burbank is still a multi-way tie."
   Oh, yes, that brought on some hard nipples and pheromones!
Henry: _"We heard there was a bit of honoring going on down there."_
Bellana: _"Both the 'old' and the new."_
Me: _"Elisa's really good-looking and nice."_
Lucia: _"And Linda?  What a *young* cutie..."_
   We all squeaked, _"Unka Robert!"_
   Merciless!  Bob groaned and said, _"Someone's gotta do the job with
tender loving care."_
   Kat and Sherry looked us over.  Sherry said, _"We had quite a discussion
with the Ceann."_
Kat: _"About a lot of things; especially honoring."_
Sherry: _"We came to some conclusions."_
Kat: _"So when you least expect it..."_
   Kat and Sherry: _"You'll find out!"_
   Holy shit!  I sprayed pussy water through my panties.  Lucia, Bellana
and I stayed hard and slick the rest of the day, you betcha!
   No, we didn't "help" Kat and Sherry before study.  We knew they were
tired and sore, so we let it slide --- this time.
   ------
   ANA (Monday evening 4/10)
   We traipsed over to Elizabeth's a half-hour early to meet the Drs. 
Gold. We huddled with Siobhan, Barbara, Kat and Sherry for a while.  We
laughed a lot when we learned about the latest Sorcerer's magic.
   All right!  PVC brought in their newbies!  We made a real big deal about
welcoming them with enthusiastic hugs, kisses and spirit-welcomes.  Very
well done!  *And* another breakthrough.  Dermot got his snuggles in really
good!
   We had a quick round of reports.  Most of us had partied over the
weekend and hadn't done a whole lot more.
   Mary reported our stem-cell research progress, "We're going down the
road, folks.  With the Gold's help we're gonna be finding out a lot of
things that work and things that don't work.  We've agreed there's
questions only actual clinical trials will tell us, but we've made
progress."
   Don told us, "We've got the teleportation training check sheets made up.
They are extremely Clann-confidential so treat them as such.  Follow them
exactly; your bodies' lives are at stake.
   "While I have no doubt the Guerreros can do the job eventually, I'd
recommend a couple of us actually go down there and help them out.  A lot
of what goes on during a port depends on understanding a great many
fundamental concepts of physics you here know but of which they may not
have the faintest idea.
   "They should get training early in the day when they're fresh and
rested. I'd go but I've got classes to teach.  Any volunteers?"
   Frank, Thelma, Donal, Aileen and Mama Sonora volunteered immediately.  I
said, "We've got The Clean Place probes starting Wednesday night so that'll
give us a couple mornings.  I'll work up a schedule for you five so
there'll be a couple of you down there at once.  The Guerreros will have
their own lives and business to get on with so it won't be an all-day
affair anyway, more like a couple hours at a time.
   "Frank's already a veteran and I don't doubt Thelma got up to speed this
weekend so I'll probably send them first while the other three go through
the check sheet.
   "I'll port a couple copies up to Redmond and go over it with Susan and
Raymond; I don't really think they'll need any extra help.  The Inner
Circles at the three schools will be responsible for helping train the
councilors there at their own pace; that's assuming they're interested in
learning."
   We had a good laugh.  Fat chance they wouldn't be interested.
   ------
   KATHLEEN (Monday 4/10)
   God, I'm glad they didn't come over (for that) before Clann meeting. 
Bob, Mario, Sherry and I (and probably everyone else from Cabo) were both
tired and sore; we needed the rest.  Maybe sometime soon, though!
   The JRD Recording renos were going great.  There'd been a lot to do,
that was for sure.  As soon as a couple studios were done, Bob and I wanted
to get Leone and Mark in there; we'd already arranged an employee rate for
them.  I think they'll do wonderfully!
   Sherry, Siobhan, Barbara and I gave out the souvenirs after the meeting.
Fun!  We got the guys all a little something, but the girls got lots of
"stuff!" Clothes (of course!), jewelry, delicate dolls, sandals, tiny swim
suits, all the *good* stuff.  They loved it!  Everyone squealed and cooed
over the baby stuff for Ana.
   I managed to get our room unstuffed about two-thirds of the way.  Then I
had to figure out where to put all the goodies *I*'d bought.  I cast
avaricious eyes on the last two feet of closet rod where Bob had his stuff.
   I don't think he wanted to give it up.  Pounding his head and heels on
the floor, crying and whining might have contributed a little to that
conclusion.
   Fuck, what's a girl gonna do?  Bob said, "Sunshine, these rooms were
really designed for one person, and we've already overflowed here and at
Ana's.  Let's make some storage out back or get a storeroom somewhere for
now; getting stuff in and out is trivial.
   "I know it's really nice to be able to see it all at once, but for right
now, I don't see where we're gonna put it all.  Maybe we should start
looking now for a place of our own with *lots* of closet space."
   Yes!  That's what JRD Properties was for; they could do the hard work of
finding something and we'd get the best deal possible.  Note to self: do it
tomorrow!
   We took a quick shower and got to bed by 10:00.  Sweet gentle kisses and
slow caresses relaxed us enough to get the bodies sleepy.  Bob spooned up
behind, tweaked up my diddies then cuddled a boob so the elephants in the
zoo wouldn't trample us and we left them to sleep.
   We'd had enough exploring for a day or so.  We went outwards and sailed
on the sunbeams and solar particle streams while we gently _merged_ and
celebrated our commitment to each other with lovely rainbows of love.
   ------
   CYNTHIA (Wednesday 4/12)
   Our graduated Sensitives fit right in.  Ana scheduled them, the Drs. 
Gold and the Guerreros for The Clean Place probes starting Wednesday night;
they should all do just fine.
   Sarah, Julio, Rita and Ted had started power pumps to their parents on
Sunday evening; we figured Rita could do it just fine for our folks.  They
set up a one-way power VPN to the parents and used it to push some power
into them and simply left it at that level.  Sarah and Julio did their
siblings (brothers) at the same time.  Ted didn't have any siblings so he
and Rita had a little less to do.
   Hell, by Monday morning, all the targets were showing some signs of
increased sensitivity.  Great start!  We decided to apply the power over at
least a week and see what happened.
   By Tuesday night, Mom and Dad were showing some real good signs.  They
were able to extend a foot or so outside their bodies, so each time they
got close to each other, they tended to _link_ a bit.  They slept in the
same bed so Tuesday night they were _sharing_ some "dreams."
   Rita pumped up the power another notch Wednesday morning; obviously she
could draw on PVC for what she needed.  Very nice!  By the time we all got
home Wednesday afternoon, they'd started _talking_ a bit with concepts.
   Rita and I played right along.  We didn't raise an eyebrow when Mom
thought, _"Okay, time to get everyone to the table for dinner,"_ and we all
showed up at once.  We had a lot of _"Please pass the..."_ and so forth for
several minutes.
   Rita quietly said, _"Cyn and I have Clann meeting tonight.  We got our
homework done already so that's okay.  We should be back around 9:30 or
10:00."_
   Mom said, _"That's fine, honey.  Your Dad and I will find something to
amuse ourselves,"_ then they both thought, _"They'll leave about 7:30; that
gives us at least two hours..."_
   They glanced at each other, cocked their eyebrows and decided exactly
what they were going to do during that time.  No spirit-communication, just
been-married-eighteen-years communication.  Mom's nipples perked up and she
got slick.
   Dad wondered, _"They gonna have another sleepover/sports party soon?  I
*like* it when they do."_
   My turn then.  _"We're gonna do another sleepover/sports party Friday
night if it's okay with you."_
   They immediately agreed.  Mom thought (and Dad picked it up), _"They're
both gonna get laid again!  Hot damn!  Roger's gonna get *so* laid tonight
and Friday!"_
   Dad wondered, _"They going to Universal Studios or someplace Saturday?
Maybe they'll do another sleepover Saturday night."_
   Mom thought, _"YES!  *Great* idea!  We can screw all Friday night,
whoopee on furniture all day Saturday then have dinner Saturday night and
fuck our brains out!"_
   She dampened her panties and damned near tore holes in her bra.  All the
girls in our family seem to get really big nipples.  Dad got hard in about
three heartbeats.
   Rita hinted at them to focus their attention and really intend to
communicate then told them casually, _"We'll probably spend Saturday with
Grandma and Grandpa.  They're interested in going to Universal Studios so
they figured we could pack the four of us in the back seat."_
   The expression, "creamed her drawers," fit Mom right then.  She started
breathing faster and flushed down to her eyes.
   She got up to clear her dishes; she had a nice wet spot on the back of
her light pants.  Rita and I didn't even glance but _hinted_ at Dad.  He
looked and thought, _"Holy shit, Denise!  I know *exactly* what my tongue
is gonna be doing in a couple hours!  I'm gonna lick every crack..."_
   I _hinted_ at the idea of a _link_ and a wet phantom tongue (nasty,
aren't I?).  Rita pumped up the power a notch.  He caught on really quick,
got in a nice (30%) _link_ and _slurped_ her from her back to her belly
button.
   Rita and I figured it was time to vanish quietly when Mom _shared_ her
climax with him and had to hold onto the counter because her knees went
weak.
   No one had said a word aloud the entire time.  Rita and I grinned at
each other and high-fived quietly.  Of course, we _peeked_ some more.
   They'd almost lost it.  Mom had her hand in her pants working on her
pussy while Dad had pushed her bra up inside her blouse and was stretching
out her nipples.
   We got our stuff together really quick and took off to P&V's about 6:00.
I told them, _"You two can get an early start."_ They did.
   ------
   VALERIE (Wednesday 4/12)
   Cynthia and Rita showed up a little after six, giggling and laughing. 
Rita said, "Mom and Dad are going at it.  They haven't even made it out of
the kitchen yet!"
   She told us what they'd done; excellent!  Cynthia said, "We figure Rita
will just keep the power as it is and let things flow.  No matter what
happens, I think we'll have to air the place out for a couple hours when we
get home tonight."
   My folks were home and we were ready for dinner (Pat's folks were gone
somewhere) so we invited Cynthia and Rita to sit with us at least.  They
noshed a little while we chatted.
   About 6:45 things started getting a little _loud_; Cynthia's folks were
leaking a lot!  Mom and Dad laughed and PVC looked at Rita.  I told her,
"Your project."
   Rita set them up with a cellular firewall and body defense and turned
them on.  That handled the leakage.  A sound wall handled the noise;
apparently they were very vocal and liked a lot of "dirty talk" which is
the reason they wanted the girls out of the place.
   They'd been severely restricted the last fifteen years or so because the
girls had always been around so now they weren't holding back much.  Rita
_hinted_ the neighbors wouldn't hear a thing and the sound volume went up a
lot!
   Rita said, "Well, hopefully that should handle them for a while.  I'll
keep an eye on them tonight; I can probably learn something."
   Chapter 49
   ANA (Wednesday 4/12)
   At Clann meeting, Ted, Sarah, Rita and Julio reported on their projects
with their parents.  Nice!  Very nice!  The Golds were reacting extremely
well and several of the others were showing signs of increased sensitivity.
With that in mind, Megan, Art and Dan were "assigned" to do their families.
   Jaysus!  We could have a Clann population explosion pretty soon!
   Don and I had been doing the teleportation check sheet over the last
several days.  We'd gotten up to porting living animals with no
intrinsic-velocity corrections; there were quite a few bewildered horses
around the outskirts of Burbank and Glendale!
   The rest had been doing their check sheets, too.  I'd sent a copy up to
the Clann Way; they were going hot and heavy on it.  Our Cabo training
volunteers had spent two hours each morning yesterday and today training
the Guerreros on basic physics (atoms, elements, molecules, etc.),
geography and other basic stuff.  It helped a lot the Guerreros could _see_
exactly what they were studying!  They'd started porting stuff around the
homestead today.
   The medical research was apparently going along as expected; no major
changes, but we were all very interested in the results.
   Ramon reported his brother-in-law and lady were stably outside now. 
Monday night, they'd helped his cousin's family outside, too!  The
Guerreros were training them every day; a couple of the old hands from
Burbank had been helping out each time, just in case.  Pretty soon now they
wouldn't be needed, the Guerreros could handle others on their own.
   Monday, Cynthia had _talked_ with Vera Stroh at Harvard MS about having
Alejandro and Linda in school there.  Vera had done some research the last
couple days so after the meeting, Don, Vera, Bob, Kat, David, Elizabeth,
Evin, all the Guerreros and I got together for a talk-talk on the issues.
   [Author: this may not be the actual case; I'm doing rectal extraction
here.] Vera told us, _"Basically, if a parent or parents are here legally,
there's no issue with the children going to public school.  Even if they're
not here 'legally' they can still go to school if they can prove they live
in the school district; that just takes a utility bill or such.  If we
can't produce that, you can pay the 'per capita' daily rate to the school
system and they can go.  With all the horsepower we've got among us,
getting our new friends in school is the least of our issues."_
Kathleen told us, _"Bob and I have decided it might be best for us to
move out on our own.  We can afford it and that'll leave two full bedrooms
available.  JRD Properties is looking around for us; we'll see what they
come up with.  I'll sponsor any cost associated with them being here; after
all, I've gotta enhance and protect my investment in Guerrero
Construction." Big smile._
   Bob put in, _"Of course, that decision has nothing to do with the fact
we've run out of closet space at both places.  My clothes are in garment
bags on the back porch." Grin._
   Yeh, and I'll bet I know whose clothes are in the closets.
   We talked about a couple from El Tule coming up and getting trained on
equipment repair.  David and Elizabeth were more than willing to sponsor
them; with Bob and Kat moving out, they'd have room for another couple for
at least a few months.  Kat said she'd cover their costs for a promise of a
year's contract with Guerrero Construction after the training.
   Elizabeth told us, _"David and I might need the extra room down the line
a little.  We've had some recent inspirations."_
   Hmm.  Wonder what she's talking about...  more babies!
   What we eventually hashed out is this: Rodrigo (Elisa's brother) in San
Jose del Cabo (near the airport) would do the passport and visa work. 
Ramon and Elisa would get current passports; Alejandro and Linda would
travel on them as minors/dependants.  We'd apply for student visas for all
of them, and Don and I would sponsor them; they'd live at our place.
   If needed, we'd maintain at least the fiction that Ramon and Elisa were
going to night college (plenty of classes in Spanish if they wished). 
Between the den (currently the lab) and Kat's room, we'd have acceptable
living spaces for them.  Vera would accept "any proof" they lived in the
school district; it was up to her anyway to determine what proof was
needed.
   Ramon and Elisa would "commute" to class a couple times a week.  Such a
commute; around a thousand miles in less than a second!  Of course,
Alejandro and Linda could commute back to El Tule as desired for visits,
etc.
   The mechanic couple would get their passports and student visas through
Rodrigo; David and Elizabeth would sponsor them, and they'd live at their
place in Bob's room.  David figured six months would get them very
well-trained and certified at several local specialized training schools.
Elisa said they'd put them next on their list of people to enhance so there
probably wouldn't be any language difficulties.
   Kathleen told Ramon, _"Get Rodrigo to work up some sort of contract
between us to show I'm an investor in the business.  That way we'll have
some nice legal paperwork to show anyone I'm simply investing in Guerrero
Construction."_
   Evin said, _"I've started on the research corporation for you, Ana; I
expect that to be done most any day now.  From the looks of the 'lab' right
now, you'll probably outgrow it in the next couple weeks anyway, so I'll
have JRD Properties look for a suitable place to put a devoted laboratory.
Shouldn't be an issue once the corporation is done."_
   Time frame for all this?  As soon as possible.  Elisa would get Rodrigo
started tomorrow on their end of all the paperwork, and Kat would get JRD
Properties looking for a lab site tomorrow, too.  We figured it would take
about a month to get all the passports and visas set up (visas would take
longest since pesos don't seem to work really well on the U.S.  Consulate
visa sections; but who knows?).
   By the time all the paperwork was ready, I'd have the lab moved, Bob and
Kat would have their own place and all the Guerreros would be very
proficient in commuting back and forth to school.
   I invited Vera and her husband to the Friday Clann meeting.  _"You've
already got several students at Harvard in the Clann and you'll probably
have more, so you've got a professional interest at least.  I'll invite
Rose and her husband too; they might as well know what's going on."_
   ------ SIOBHAN (Thursday 4/13)
   We had a quick JRD Executive meeting (Owners plus Madeleine and the
O'Banains) around 4:00.  The JRD Recording renovations were almost
complete; Madeleine had already increased the bookings by 25% (well done!)
and the only major thing left was the parking lot.
   Vail had pretty much settled down.  Madeleine had done some minor (in
terms of time and expense) changes in the sales and service department. 
Despite the publicity (or maybe because of it) from the arrests, the actual
orders placed were already up 10%!  Hmm.  If Vail usually brought in about
$50 million per year to JRD, that would mean (very roughly) another $5
million.  Madeleine's cut would be about $250K.  Not too bad for a young
widow with a kid!
   The probes on The Clean Place had gone pretty much as we'd expected.  Of
the 250 employees, we had about 50 illegals; Evin said he'd get on it on
Friday.  We'd checked out quite a few customers; in the main, they were
quite happy with the cost and quality of service.
   One of the customers had been trying to blackmail one of the female
illegals for sexual favors.  Hmm.  Frank had handled it already;
ramontheeye had found enough dirt on him for other stuff that he was
already in custody.
   A couple other employees were occasionally sleeping with the clients. 
ramon said it was totally consensual and the service didn't suffer, so what
the hell!  A happy employee is a productive employee, right?  The clients
seemed happy so it was a fair trade.
   As an oh-by-the-way, Ana had told Kat the Guerreros and the other
newbies had worked out perfectly well on their probe runs for The Clean
Place.  *Everyone* was happy.
   EverAlert was already cleaning up anything it had; no big deal. 
Madeleine had started a promotional campaign this last Monday and had
already gotten several promising leads.  Good on her!
   We looked over our roster of companies and decided which to do next. 
Since they were fairly small, we decided on Fillmore Sales Relations
(Sherman Oaks, 75 staff) and Rhapsody Public Relations (Los Angeles, 45
people).  With them checked out, Madeleine could use them unreservedly.  We
decided to do at least a 50% customer survey for the two of them; more if
there was plenty of time.
   We did some tentative scheduling for the rest of the companies.  We
agreed we would need some more JRD staff to enable us to get a good handle
on what was going on.  The main question was where would we get them?  We
obviously wanted ones of us.
   Kat suggested, _"How about we ask Blake and Louise?  They're in middle
management; Louise has been at her office for five years and between the
two of them, they've probably inspected everyone in the building by now. 
They might be interested themselves or know of others who are potential
ones of us or at least Sensitives we might be able to pump up."_
   We discussed possible distribution and compensation.  We decided we'd
have Regional Managers based on industries, and the compensation would be
based on the current sales volume of the companies plus bonuses for
production.  Ana said she'd talk with Blake and Louise later tonight.
   Sherry said, _"By the way, since PVC's had so much success with their
Sensitives, how about we pump up Siobhan's admin assistant?  We've already
moved out all but two of the mundanes and the three low-potentials we
didn't think met our ethics levels, and they're scheduled for next week."_
   The rest of them _looked_ at me for comment.  I thought for a moment and
told them, _"Hell, why not?  Sheila's a tough cookie, she's bright and
intensely loyal.  In fact, if she were one of us, she'd probably make a
great Global Operations Manager; she knows the CEOs and CFOs of every JRD
company on a first-name basis and knows all of the companies as well as one
person could.  She'd be hell to replace, but it might be a Real Good Thing
for everyone."_
   We discussed the other Sensitives in the office for a few minutes.  We
decided Evin and I would start power-pumping tomorrow and see what
happened!
   Bob said, _"Which brings us to a Clann question.  Barring further
experimentation, I'm guessing we'll be able to bring up a fairly powerful
Sensitive to one of us and a low-potential Sensitive up at least to a fair
Sensitive._
   _"I suggest we have the Clann put together some ideas on how to handle
our Sensitives who we consider won't be ones of us for at least the
foreseeable future.  For example, we've got three low-level Sensitives
right now in the office who may never be able to be ones of us, at least in
this lifetime, but may well be able to be raised to a mid-level Sensitive._
   _"In the case of Denise and Roger Gold, it may be they'll go all the way
to ones of us; they've been responding extremely well.  Ana said they had
only a touch of Potential the first time she met them._
   _"At any rate, we'll probably end up having several Sensitives on the
office staff.  The ideal is to have everyone be ones of us, but that may
neither be necessary nor easily achieved._
   _"Do we let them in on this thing of ours, Clann Reynolds, probes, the
whole thing?  The Clann customs say it takes a 90% vote to grant membership
to person not one of us.  How do we handle these Sensitives?  How much do
we let them know?  Is it a security risk?_
   _"How about you folks think on it and I'll bring it up tomorrow night at
the meeting."_
   ------
   CYNTHIA (Friday 4/14)
   Mom and Dad were doing great!  Rita kept inching up the power level a
bit each day and by Friday afternoon they were extended out several feet
from their bodies.  They were _talking_ clearly between themselves when
they overlapped and quite often even when they were at work, several miles
apart.  They were having a blast.
   Rita and I had _felt_ them _look_ at us several times.  We had special
"at-home" personae we wore which basically said we were completely normal,
very happy and very-well-laid young ladies and that was about it.  All
true, of course, but not the entire "truth."
   Things came to a head at dinner Friday evening.  About 5:00, after we'd
cleaned up and put the dishes in the dishwasher, Rita and I were about to
fade away when Mom told us, "We need to talk.  In the living room."
   Rita and I exchanged "worried" looks.  We parked our butts on the
"inquisition" sofa and waited.
   Mom and Dad sat down across from us.  Dad started, "Something's been
going on."
Mom: "Almost since the first day, Cynthia..."
Dad: "You met Patrick and Valerie."
   They were _linked_ with each other, _sharing_ the conversation as one.
Mom: "It's been an entirely different world..."
Dad: "Since then.  Cynthia, you've seemed happier."
   "And more..."
   "Eager for life."
   "And Rita, since a week ago last Wednesday..."
   "You've been the same way."
   "We know you've been making love and having sex..."
   "With Ted and P&V."
   "But that doesn't really account for all that's been happening."
   "Since this Wednesday evening, none of us have said a word among
ourselves."
   "Yet we've had long conversations at dinner."
   "And in the morning.  Your Mom and I found ourselves talking between
us..."
   "Even while we've been miles apart at work."
   "We're betting..."
   "It's something to do with the Inner Circle."
   "So what gives?"
   Rita and I laughed and high-fived.  Since it was her project, she took
the lead.  _"You're remembering abilities we all apparently once had but
had forgotten."_
   We talked about spirits and communication.  We helped them relax in
their chairs and helped them push/pull themselves outside.  YES!  Ones of
us!
   You know the drill by now.  By the time we left for the Clann meeting,
they were able to go in and out, move with Reference Points, _merge_ (very
bright glow with a half-dozen small gray specks) and do a small
_inspection_.
   Rita left them with, _"Play with all that all weekend while you're
resting between whoopee on the furniture and the other things you've
planned.  You've got the basic spiritual and physical protections already
set up.  Maybe Sunday we'll go over some other stuff if you're interested._
   _"And yes, it's all Inner Circle stuff.  Bob Reynolds figured it out and
the rest of them went from there.  Have a great weekend of freedom from the
kids; remember, the sound shield keeps all the noise in."_
   They'd blushed a nice red when they'd realized we'd known what they were
planning but were laughing.  All was well on the home front.
   Now, how were the other parental experiments going?
   ------
   KATHLEEN (Friday 4/14)
   JRD Properties had already found several possibles for Bob and me as
well as a couple for Mom's lab.  Bob and I had Saturday morning set aside
for the rep to take us around.  Yes!  I'd specified three bedrooms (at
least) so it would be interesting to see what they had.
   Bob and I figured Steven and Lucia would be the next Mickey C Inner
Circle leaders.  Not just because they were Seniors either; Steven had
proven himself from the beginning he was a leader, and Lucia had a
toughness and "street smarts" that none of the others could beat.
   So, we started pushing inquiries off onto them.  The first time Bob
handed one to him, Steven cocked an eyebrow.  Bob laughed and said, "Well,
someone has to play first violin!  Kat and I won't be around forever."
   Lucia punched him a little and told him, "Grin and bear it, Caballero!"
   Janet overheard us and told him, "Yeh, Big Brother!  You've already been
elected, so get with the program!"
   We had the rest of the school year to get through.  Since Sherry, Bob
and I knew where we were going after graduation, it became a matter of
pride (and example, I guess) to end up with a good record.  So, we decided
we'd give it what we had while we were doing it.  JRD wouldn't get short
shrift by any means, but we intended to balance out the demands.
   We invited Susan and Raymond to the Clann meeting since we wanted them
in on the Sensitive issue.  The Guerreros were already planning to be there
so we'd have their input, too.
   Bob laid out the questions and told them to think about them.  "Let's
see what we come up with by Monday evening.  I'll guess all three groups
will have similar issues so we should probably have a common consensus on
what we'll do."
   We introduced Rose Baer and husband along with Vera Stroh and husband.
They got a warm, rousing welcome, and Dermot got his booby-snuggles in.
   Rita told us, "Our Mom and Dad are fully outside now!  They're gonna
play tonight and tomorrow then Sunday we'll give them some more training.
   "Ana's first report on them was they had a trace of Potential.  I agree;
that's exactly what they had, a trace.  Well, that trace was enough to
respond to our assistance and now they're one of us.  Since Julio/Sarah and
Ted/Rita have shown they just need a little power-VPN to match what most of
us do, I'm predicting they'll be the same.  I'd say we'll know by next
Wednesday or so."
   Nice, *nice*, NICE!
   After the meeting, Bob and I corralled Mario and Sherry for a moment.  I
told them, "Bob and I are gonna look for new digs tomorrow morning.  JRD
Property has lined up five so we've got places to look at!  You two wanna
come along?  We could probably use some of The Sherry to make sure we don't
fall in love with something that's really not suited."
   They grinned and agreed to come along.  I caught a line from Sherry to
Bob, _"It's gonna be nice to have a say in where my twice-a-month shagging
will be!"_
   I didn't hear Bob protesting so I eyeballed Mario pretty good.  _"Just
remember, even if you don't misbehave, the Cauldron of Fire can still be
boiling in just a few minutes!"_
   ------
   (Saturday 4/15)
   Keith, from JRD Properties, knew exactly who we were.  Without being
servile at all, he was courteous and knew we were interested in the final
package, not the price.
   The first two places were okay.  If that's all we could find, we could
manage.  When we stopped in front of the third, we _looked_ at it briefly;
it sure looked plain and ordinary from the curb.  Bob told Keith, "Let's
leave this one until last."
   The next two actually were better than the first couple; more room,
better layout and in a decent location.  But...  let's go back to the third
one.
   Now this one was a real sleeper.  As I said, from the curb it was plain
and ordinary, but it was on a double lot and went *way* back.  Three
bedrooms, yes, but it also had a den, big dining room, family room, "maid's
room," small exercise room, a sauna and a full basement (extremely rare in
Southern California).  Great kitchen with two dishwashers, pantry, full
laundry, plenty of parking plus two blocks from a public parking lot *and*
a pool and Jacuzzi.
   It was tucked away on a quiet street with little through traffic.  Bob
figured it was ten minutes to the Reynolds and ten to the JRD offices. 
That's ten minutes from the time we decided to leave to the time we'd be
parked and in the door.
   Bob asked The Question.  "So Mario, Sherry, you think you could tolerate
living here?"
   Two people had an eyebrow perched on top of their head.  Sherry finally
asked, "You're asking us to move in with you?"
   I laughed.  "Kinda like that.  I figured you'd want a little more room
for clothes.  Even between your room at your folks and Mario's place, I'll
bet you still don't have room for even the stuff you bought in Cabo."
   Bob put in, "And I'll bet Mario has ended up with less than a foot of
closet space."
   I told them, "We're not asking for a four-some relationship; we're just
sharing living space.  We know we get along; it's really more than just Bob
and I need, but with four it'll be just right.  If there's an addition or
two down the line a bit, there'll still be plenty of room."
   It took them one second to agree.  Bob told Keith, "Do the deal."
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   BOB (Saturday 4/15)
   Keith left us the keys and took off to start the paperwork.  Sherry and
Kat promptly went into make-over mode.  Mario and I looked at each other,
shrugged and went to look over macho things like garage-door openers, pool
pumps and filters, the roof, rain gutters, sprinklers, electrical breaker
boxes, video, network and telephone wiring and other important stuff.
   The furniture was JRD Properties' for display but Kat had a big storage
room full of stuff from J&R's house.  I guessed we'd be over there tonight
or tomorrow checking things out.  We'll probably have lots of guest
inspectors in the next several days or weeks; I knew Kat would want Mother
in on the arrangements.
   It was almost noon; Mario and were getting hungry from all the work we'd
been doing.  I _told_ Kat where we were going then we took off.
   Good!  We were barely ten minutes from In and Out, KFC, and a host of
other nourishment sources.  We hit KFC and picked up a big bucket of
chicken with sides of coleslaw.  A stop at the grocery store yielded a
stack of paper plates, napkins, paper towels, a big set of plastic
utensils, ice and several bottles of diet soda.  We were green!
   Back "home!" We set up the feast in the kitchen (a six-place table) and
called the girls.  They came swooping down on the food like red on a fox!
   Mario and I cowered out of the way; apparently make-over planning makes
women as ravenous as a night of hot sex.  We vowed to remember that piece
of information; it might save some bitten fingers another day.
   Kat and Sherry had already _told_ every female in the Clann about the
new digs.  Within the next hour, every Clann female was looking around
while the males hid out with Mario and me in the back yard; there were
several lawn chairs we could relax in and stay out of the way.  Even Megan
Foster had hitched a ride with Karen Gold.
   Cynthia spared a second to tell me, "Mom and Dad are still partying;
they've initiated half the rooms so far, but I'll betcha Mom'll be over
here fairly lively next week." For non-Irish she'd picked up the talk
pretty good.
   I made another run for food goodies.  We had a horde to keep quiet, and
I didn't want them gnawing on the furniture.  More KFC, a spread of cold
cuts, more soda (Blake came along and bought some beer for the adults) and
other hold-off-the-starvation rations.
   Mario and I kept easing in and out, picking up empties, emptying the
trash (enclosed trash pickup area!) and trying to keep from being trampled
in the enthusiasm.
   There was still plenty of parking and the place didn't seem crowded at
all.  Lookin' good!
   Mario and I snuck in and measured all the rooms and did a quick floor
plan.  We didn't wanna attempt to put ten pounds of furniture in a
five-pound room!
   The ladies ran out of steam around 5:30.  Kat and Sherry looked a bit
frazzled, but they bore up under the strain long enough to scarf down
another batch of food.
   We took a quick _look_ at the furniture in the storage room; Siobhan had
told her quite a few pieces were heirlooms, and we'd better hold onto them,
"or your parents' ghosts will haunt you." They were great-looking pieces
anyway so Sherry and Kat had already figured out where they'd go.
   After we'd cleaned up, they decided to go shopping!  Why didn't that
surprise us?  I _warned_ Father the girls were on a house-shopping spree,
and we might need to borrow a big truck.  He sighed and told me, _"Bear up
with it, Bob.  Remember the old saying, 'this too shall pass.' You'll need
it.  Welcome to almost-married life."_
   First stop was the Great Indoors at Empire Plaza.  Mario and I held our
positions on quite a few things -- our position was behind the cart or
getting another one.  Mario asked me, "What are Sherry and I contributing?
I'd swear we've already spent all my savings and the next six months of my
salary."
   I told him, "Don't even think of going there.  Aaron's told them both
several times they're not spending enough money.  With Aaron's expertise we
may be able to deduct half this stuff anyway as entertainment.  Kat's got a
virtually-unlimited budget, but she's not frittering it away.  If you
_look_ closely, she's working off planning she, Sherry and my mother have
done.  She's letting Sherry furnish your room, and she's doing the rest of
the house.
   "Let's just do our job which, for the moment, is to push these carts,
nod appreciatively and haul the stuff away when they're done.  In fact,
from the looks of it, I'll leave you here at their tender mercies and go
pick up the truck.  We've already exceeded our cars' capacities by five
times and the evening's young."
   I got a medium-sized enclosed-bed truck from the lot.  A couple quick
_touches_ ensured the back was clean, and I was back to Great Indoors in
twenty minutes.  Mario was already outside with five carts full of stuff.
   I'd parked at an appropriate angle so we could run the hydraulic gate up
and down with the carts while securing the boxes, stuff etc.  with
_touches_.  Nothing to it.
   All three bedrooms were very large (especially for newer homes).  We got
California King beds (frame, box spring and mattress, head and foot boards,
etc., etc., etc.) with a couple mattress pads each, at least three changes
of linen and a bunch of pillows.
   We got full bathroom sets of towels (plus extras.  For some reason we go
through a lot of towels), mats, soap dishes, etc., etc., etc.  Each
bathroom had a big shower plus a swirly-tub.
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   KATHLEEN (Saturday 4/15)
   So much to do!  Sherry and I knew Mario and Bob were probably laughing
at us, but they managed to hold it in.  Dayum this was fun.  We got enough
stuff to hold us for the night -- we were gonna stay in our new digs
*tonight*!
   Great Indoors kicked us out at 9:00 so they could close the store.  We'd
filled the truck Bob had got, and we were just getting started!  We'd only
done (partially) two bedrooms and baths and a few other things.  More
shopping tomorrow!
   On the way home(!), Sherry and I ported most of our clothes from our old
places to our new closets.  Walk-in closets twenty feet by ten feet!  Each!
Yes!
   Bob was able to back the truck up the drive, around the garage and end
up in the back yard.  Good design.  The back yard was completely enclosed;
there might be a few curious neighbors, but what would they believe about
what we were gonna do, what we said or their own dayum lying eyes?
   The first think we did was open up all the french doors and the windows.
Between the four of us we either ported or _touched_ out all the JRD
furniture from the bedrooms and baths onto the pool patio.  That took a
whole five minutes.
   Bob produced some tools (Sorcerer magic!) then he and Mario assembled
the bed frames.  Fifteen minutes then several minutes to get them in the
proper positions (for now).  Ten minutes to get the mattresses off the
truck and on the frames.  Sherry and I made them up while the guys finished
up bringing in the rest of the stuff we'd gotten.  They even figured out
where to put all the spare towels and linens!
   By the time we'd gotten the stuff into the bathrooms it was around 9:30.
We decided we'd done enough for today.
   Shower time!  Bob told us, "Separate 100-gallon tanks for each bedroom.
The kitchen, laundry and the rest have another 150-gallon tank.  If you run
out of hot water, don't come complaining to me!"
   The shower was as large as the ones in the hotel rooms in Cabo!  No
problem at all fitting the two of us in.  The sweetheart washed my hair and
ensured everything else was clean; Miss Clitty was especially appreciative
by the time we were done.
   We grinned and laughed at each other as he blow-dried my hair.  Three
sinks and tons of counter space!  A toilet and a bidet!  Yes!
   Sherry and I both got full-body massages.  So nice.  So relaxing; we
were limper than wet rags by the time they were done.
   Bob and I snuggled up.  He gently stroked my diddies up nice and perky,
cuddled one so the crickets in the back yard wouldn't steal me away and we
let our bodies drift off to sleep.
   We four spent most of the night looking over every nook and cranny in
the place.  There was even a small attic overhead and a walk-in freezer in
the basement!  With a dumb-waiter to the kitchen!
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   (Sunday 4/16)
   We slept in until 8:00.  Nice, huh?  We had a big breakfast and started
the day's work.
   We took the truck over to the storage room more for show than anything
else.  J&R had a huge oak dining room table with matching chairs.  It was
light oak and would fit perfectly in the formal dining room.  Bob _looked_
around outside the house then he and Mario emptied the dining room in five
minutes to the back patio.  My heirloom table and chairs went right into
place.
   Same thing with lots of other stuff.  Beautiful armoires, several
matched sofas and chairs, a beautiful kitchen table and chairs.  We ported
it all directly into place.
   Ronnad had at least ten beautiful evening gowns plus lots of business
clothes.  They all looked as if they'd fit with just a touch of alteration.
Since Sherry and I were so close in size, she could probably wear some too!
   Dayum!  Her shoes even fit me!  Must have been fifty pair from golf
shoes and tenny pumps to totally awesome dress shoes that matched the
evening gowns perfectly.
   Evin had told me he'd put all her jewelry into my safe deposit box. 
From the looks of her clothes, it would all be wonderful!
   Very few of Jarlath's clothes fit Bob, but a lot fit Mario really well.
Okay!  A bit of tailoring and he's set.
   We cleaned the place out.  There was so little left at the end we simply
ported it to the charity collection bin; to hell with a receipt.
   Lunch, relax, then a swim in our new pool!  Bob had started it heating
yesterday so it was all ready to use.  We had the card from the
pool-cleaner so I made a note to call him on Monday.
   Okay.  Relax for a few hours then...  more shopping!
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   BOB (Sunday 4/16)
   Kathleen wanted to pick up a few things for the new digs so we decided
to go out to the Sherman Oaks Fashion Square near the I-405 while Mario and
Sherry headed to the Northridge Galleria.
   I chauffeured Kat out in the Beemer (I knew my rightful place) and we
wandered around for about an hour while she shopped at the kitchen and
house stores and I appeared interested.
   Break time!  We sat out in the mall in a group of small benches and
relaxed while she checked over her goodies.
   A couple with a stroller came by and sat down across from us maybe five
feet away.  Of course, they deserved an _inspection_.  Nice; very sensitive
if not the Potential to be ones of us right away.  The baby was four months
old and they were delighted with him.
   _Inspecting_ the baby, I got quite suspicious; he was too much of a
baby! Even ones that young are deeper than he was.  Ho!  Betcha!
   I asked, _"Well, hello, George.  How they hangin'?"_
   Immediate answer, _"Not hangin' at all yet; gimme a few years.  How the
hell are you, Sorcerer?_
   _"Sunshine?  God dammit, girl, you've got a *hell* of a good rack for
being only four months old."_
   End of Sorcerer: The Clann
   
  
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