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From: " +Grant. " <+Grant@grant.grant>
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Date: 18 May 2011 17:04:06 -0500
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The Adventures of Stevie #147
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 the Winter holidays of year 4 of
school.
The Adventures of Stevie #147 "Doorway To..."
Dear Carlos,
Jan wanted me to help Dean the way I helped her. I agreed to do it.
He came to the school, and he and Jan and I went to my private meeting
room. I said "There are no guaranties. There is no harm in this, but
nothing might happen, except a little increase in general health. I
should tell you people can get aroused when I do this to them. One more
thing. You should not do any mindtalk for a week, if there is any
improvement in psychic abilities, so things can settle down. If you do,
it will interfere with the process. Do you want this?" He said yes, and
went to lie on the couch. I ran my hands all over him in the air, and
he did get a boner when I was over that area. When I got to his head, I
could see his third eye was closed, and it opened a little when I
touched its chakra, and stayed that way.
I said "Finished. Don't do mindtalk for a week." Jan got all excited
and grabbed me in a big hug and kissed me hard. She is a very pretty
girl. I got a boner. I said "Wait! It's just a small improvement, but
it might be more later. You shouldn't do something like this to me. I
can't help reacting, you are so beautiful." Dean smiled and said "I
know what you mean." Jan not only wouldn't let go, she rubbed up
against my monster, which was aching for her attention. Dean came
around behind me and grabbed me in a hug, and I could feel his still
awake monster pressing against me. I said "Hey you guys, what are you
doing! I thought you were going to get married, not make me the middle
of a Stephen sandwich." Dean said "You made us hot, and we want to
share it with you, because we respect and love you, and know how much
you love to love. What could be a better celebration?" I had to agree
he had a valid point, beside the one poking me in the butt. So, I gave
in. Not that I had much resistance to the idea. It was really a lot of
fun. We all climaxed at least twice. Very messy. We cleaned and
relaxed. I said "I think I'm going to have to be celibate in my next
life, to make up for all this." They laughed and played with my nuts,
one in each hand. I didn't complain.
Dean left, and Jan and I went back to class. Chad could tell what
happened, and tried to stop his grin. I acted like I was all worn out.
His grin broke through. Jan noticed, and stuck her tongue out at him,
which made him lick his lips. All 3 of us laughed. After that class, I
went back to my workshop to finish building the first real Port-Alls. I
made the frame in 2 1/2 foot sections. There were 3 on each side, and 2
across the top, and 2 across the bottom. All the pieces were the same,
except one, and interchangeable, and locked together in straight and
right angle positions, so the aluminum rods inside the plastic were in
full contact with each other, to make a conductive rectangular circuit.
The sections on the bottom fit into recesses in a wide base, to keep
the frame upright. The section which was different had a recess in it
for the power and control module. I made the parts that way to make
them easy to manufacture, and so it could be portable in a suitcase. I
made enough parts for more than 2 doors, but I only put 2 together. I
charged two power modules with special energy, and put matched crystals
in them, and fit them into the doorways. This time I made the
controller not activate the porting field except when a special crystal
key was about a 3 feet away from it or closer, to prevent accidents and
unauthorized use. I didn't need the key myself, but other people would.
Then I went and got Chad.
Chad said "Pretty. No doorknob. Or knocker." I said "Port-Alls don't
need them. Want to test?" He said "Sure", and walked into one, and
right through it, and didn't port. He said "It isn't on?" I said "Not
until somebody comes near it with a special key. Here." I gave it to
him, and he walked into one frame and out of the other. I said "They
come apart in sections, for easy transport. There is one test I haven't
made. Is it possible to use one to port another one through it?" Chad
said "Don't try it with an active door. Better with it inactive." I
said "Yes, I agree. I'll include that restriction in future
controllers. These things use very little energy in this dimension, so
the energy I put in them should last for a very long time. When I
understand more about the 4th, I'll make them so they take their energy
from there, each time they port something."
Chad said "This is a real breakthrough. Now you have to decide what
you're going to do with it. You don't need it for yourself, and your
friends can ask you for porting any time they want to. So, who, if
anybody, gets it, and why, and could they use it and keep it a secret?"
I said "I haven't solved those problems yet, and might never. Got any
ideas?" He said "Not any good ones. I'm glad it's your decision, not
mine." I said "Big help YOU are!" I hugged him anyway.
I said "I adjusted Dean today. His third eye opened slightly. They
were VERY happy about that." Chad grinned and said "I'll bet!" I said
like I was very tired, "I might have to stop doing that, or I'll get
all worn out." Chad said "That'll be the day!" Then he grabbed my
monster and said, "THIS wear out? Never!" Then he did his best to prove
it. His best is VERY good. I said "Not here!" He said "Port us, or I'll
drag you through the hallway." I gave in and ported us to our private
room, where we did real well in making each other squirt.
Your friend,
Stephen
--
Grant
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