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The Adventures of Stevie #138
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, in the Fall of year 4 of school.
The Adventures of Stevie #138 "Rapid Rabbit"
Dear Carlos,
We usually spend mornings in school related work, and 3 afternoons a
week in experiments. I teach in some mornings, too. I am back to
working for the Director 2 afternoons a week. Chad is experimenting on
his own, when he isn't helping in my experiments, trying to make Shan's
medicine more stable. He is much better than I am in chemistry, and is
going for a masters and doctorate in chemical engineering. Sometimes
his experiments don't smell like anything I want to get near. He
thought it was funny when I told him that. He tried to kiss me then,
but I wouldn't let him near me until he washed and changed his clothes.
I have 2 rooms set up for porting experiments. They were far enough
apart so I couldn't use my object sense to peek into one from the other
with enough detail to work in. Chad suggested I try to pull an animal
through a picture. We thought it was very funny when he made it more
complicated. You will see why. In one room, he put a rabbit in a very
big top hat he got from a costume store. That's right. I was supposed
to pull a rabbit out of a hat, like a stage magician. It was a problem.
I couldn't see inside the hat from a mental picture of the room. I
could tip the hat over and then see inside it, but that was too easy,
and wasn't what we wanted to do. Chad suggested I make believe I was
floating in the air above the hat, in the mental picture I made. I
tried that, and threw up. That told us 2 things. His suggestion could
work, and my motion sickness is worse in psychic stuff than regular
stuff, probably because the disorientation is more severe. I tried a
different method. Using the mental picture, I felt the hat. It worked.
It felt like a hat. Then I ran my psychic hand around and up and over
the brim and reached inside it. I could feel the rabbit. It's fur felt
very nice. I could feel it's life, too. I picked it up and out of the
hat, and pulled it to me and it fell into my lap, in a nice friendly
bundle of white fur and long ears. Chad applauded. I cuddled the
rabbit. Chad's next idea I had a big problem with.
Chad said "I'm next." I said, while I guessed with dread what was
coming, "What do you mean?" He said "I'm going into that room and you
are going to pull me out of it, just like you did the rabbit." I played
for time by saying, "I can't." He said "Why not?" I said "You won't fit
in the hat." He laughed and said, "Don't worry about the hat. I'll just
be standing in the room." I said "No. What if only half of you comes
through?" He said "I don't think that will happen. The whole rabbit
came through." I said, "But you are bigger. A little." He poked me and
said "We really need to know, and know how the subject feels during it.
That means a person, and the best person besides you to analyze the
experience is ME." He was right. I said "I can't do it. I can't risk
you. NEVER!" I cried, and he hugged me. He said "I'm sorry. I should
have thought of your feelings, because I would feel the same way." Then
he said, "It should really be an adult. A big one, to test it for real
use. When that works, you can do it to me, for my analysis." I said
"Good thinking, but who?" He said "A guard. They are the biggest people
here, and loyal to you." I said "But he couldn't give informed
consent." He said "I will take care of that."
Chad went out and brought in a guard and told him, "We are conducting
an experiment in moving things. It worked for this rabbit. Now we need
somebody bigger, who can tell us what it's like, and you're the biggest
and strongest around. Will you help us?" Chad looked up at him
admiringly. I was surprised the guard agreed. Chad took the rabbit with
him, and led guard to the other room. Chad came back, and I reached
into my mental picture of the room and saw the guard. I wrapped my
mental fingers around him and brought him to me, so that he was
standing right in front of me, and there he was, holding the rabbit and
looking amazed. Chad took the smaller one with the longer ears, and I
thanked the much bigger one with the short ears and hugged him, and
gave him some love. I said "You were a big help. What did you
experience?" He said "I felt something big grab me, but not tight
enough to be a problem. There was a moment of blackness so short it
almost didn't happen, and then I was standing here. There was no
discomfort. It's amazing. Anytime you need any help like this, please
let me know. It's a lot more interesting than standing around." Chad
said "I'll bet. Thank you. Now I want to experience it too, in a
different way." The guard left, and Chad said to me, "Can you work with
2 mental pictures?" I said, "I suppose so. You want me to take you from
one room, and send you to another. Okay. Go to the start room, and I'll
send you to our private room."
He did. When I was sure he was there, I made a mental picture of the
room, and I could see him in it. Then I made another picture right
beside it, of our private room. Nobody was in it. I grabbed Chad from
one picture, and pushed him into the other picture. I could see in the
picture he was really there. Then I brought him to me. It wasn't part
of the plan, but I didn't think we needed to waste time. That's what I
told him when he looked a little confused. Then he said "Well, it
worked. This also means you can place objects in the pictures, if you
want to." I said "Right. It also means you tricked me." He grinned like
he was very pleased with himself. He said "Tricking YOU is a great
accomplishment." I hugged and kissed him, and said, "You experimental
genius, of course you can do that, and I'm very proud of you." We were
both hot after that, so I signaled sex play?, and he enthusiastically
agreed, so I ported us to our private room, and we had a good time
making each other squirt in celebration.
We were hugging while we rested, and he said, "It's too bad everybody
can't port." I froze in thought for a few minutes. When I looked up,
Chad said, "Now you will make it so everybody can port." I said "You
were watching?" He said "There would be no point in that. I wouldn't
understand a thing. I just know you, my super genius love." He kissed
me hard, and that wasn't the only thing which was hard again. After we
squirted again, I said, "I have to be careful how much I invent. I have
only so much I can squirt per day." He said "I disagree, but testing
that is going to be interesting." I thought so, too.
Your friend,
Stephen
--
Grant
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