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Date: 22 Apr 2011 16:28:02 -0500
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The Adventures of Stevie #136
These stories were told to me by friends and other people. Some of them
are true. Some of them are only partly true. Some of them should have
been true. LOL
My first post about Stevie ("Call me Stephen!") was when he was 12 and
in summer camp and was told by another camper. This was from a time
before computers would fit on a desk and when people communicated with
friends in other countries by actual letters sent through the postal
service. When children did this those friends were called "penpals".
Carlos is Stevie's penpal in Argentina and knows English. This is a
fictional contrivance to enable Stevie to tell us his stories because
he isn't here in person. I think.
All characters are fictitious, even if some of them might have names
that belong to some actual people, or act like people we know.
Stevie's school is for gifted children who don't fit in regular schools.
The stories may not be posted in chronological order.
Stevie is 13 in this story, after year 3 of summer camp, and before the
start of year 4 of school.
The Adventures of Stevie #136 "Davie"
Dear Carlos,
Davie came to spend some mights with us, because he was lonely
without Rod, who was still helping to close down the camp. It was a
weekend, so Stuart was working, so Dan was lonely, too. Davie fixed
that. Nobody can be lonely with Davie around. People get tired just
looking at him, he is so active. He loved to squirt. He couldn't do it
enough. In fact, the only time his hand wasn't on his monster, while we
were in the bedroom, was when somebody else was helping. That was
usually Dan, who didn't mind it at all. Naturally, all that sex play
made Chad hot a lot, which I didn't mind at all, either.
Chad and I couldn't do our experiments with the other kids there, so
we did some studying and fighting practice. Chad is becoming very good.
He's even learning to use a little ki. I teased him by I telling him I
would have told him that, but I was afraid I might not be able to live
through his happiness at that. He proved I was right, by asking Glena
for ice cream for desert. Dan explained to Davie what that meant, and
he was very enthusiastic about it. You can see I did live through it,
but I did wonder if I would ever be able to squirt again. Until I did,
a few hours later. Well, Davie wanted to know. How could I refuse him?
Rod's father dropped Rod off Sunday evening, after he got back from
camp, along with Stuart. They would spend the night. Rod kissed and
hugged everybody. Davie cried in happiness to have his brother back.
After that, Rod kissed and hugged Dan hard, because he hadn't seen him
in months, and demanded to know how he was. I thought it was
interesting. I think he had a strong bond with Dan from the rescue. I
think Dan understood that, and very seriously told him how good he was
doing, and how much he liked to see Rod again. They are such good
people. I love them both a lot.
I asked to see Rod privately. We went outside in the back yard. He
gave me permission to examine and test his psychic abilities. He could
detect my silent contact, and push me out of his mind. When I told him
that, he was almost wild with happiness. I said "Now I know you really
ARE related to Davie." He laughed. I said "Shan says I'm qualified to
be a teaching Master now, but I'm not so sure of that. I suggest you
practice with your father some more, so you can help each other. If you
want to, you can practice here with Chad, who doesn't need cards now,
after he briefs you on what we've been doing, in contact, so Davie and
Stuart won't know. You might have trouble believing some of it. If you
doubt me, I'll have to have Rod beat you up. Oh, wait. You're Rod.
You'll have to beat yourself up, then." He laughed so hard, he fell
down on the ground. I sat on the ground next to him, and hugged him
after he quieted down. Then we went back inside.
Then I took Stuart outside. I said "I have something to offer you and
Dan. If you will allow me, I will test the strength of your mind, and
possibly improve it, and your ability to mentally connect to Dan. It
won't cause any harm. I know Dan will want me to do it to him, which I
will do next, or after Davie, who isn't to know about this, leaves. We
can do it now, or some other time, if you want." He said with a smile,
"I know better than to doubt you. Now is fine." I said "See if you can
detect my silent mental contact, and try to push me out of your mind."
He did, and he did push me out. I said "Very good! Most people can't do
that. You should be proud of your ability." He was. He smiled and
hugged and kissed me hard. He said he would go in and send Dan out. Dan
came out, and I said to him what I had said to Stuart. He wanted it
done, so we did it. He detected me and pushed me out. I told him the
same thing I had told Stuart, and got the same great reaction I sure
didn't complain about.
We went back inside, and everybody could see how happy Dan and his
monster was. That was an invitation for a group boy play session. Being
not the kind of boys who would ignore that, we became very active. 2
hours. That's how long it took for everybody to squirt at least twice,
with everybody trading hands and mouths on various body parts. We were
all very tired, after we cleaned up, even Davie. We had the 2 beds
together, so we decided to sleep that way. It was crowded, but that
made it even better. Davie was in the middle. That kept him more quiet,
and we slept in a sea of love.
This is mostly how we spent the next week, too. Then school started,
and things really changed.
Your friend,
Stephen
--
Grant
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