Stephen's Logbook #1 Entry #13
These stories about Stephen began was when he was 10 years old, and
moving to a new part of the country to attend a special school for
gifted students. 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. He wrote 225 of them to
a friend. Please refer to them for insight into this new series of
stories. He stopped writing to his penpal, but found he still wanted to
record his life, in case he loses his memory again. So, we can now look
into selected entries in his logbook to see how he is doing.
All characters are fictitious, even if some of them might have names
that belong to some actual people, or act like people we know.
The stories may not be posted in chronological order.
Stephen is 16 in this story, in the Spring of year 6 of special school.
Stephen's Logbook #1 Entry #13 "16th Birthday"
NEW ENTRY
I didn't want to have a birthday party for me, but I did for Nigel,
who's birthday is very close to mine. So, we combined them. He was awed
at all the important people who were my friends who came. His eyeballs
looked ready to pop out of his head all night. I smiled a lot at him.
He knew, and wasn't embarrassed. He's learned to enjoy things better,
without turning red as a stoplight. Mac and Bone were just as awed, and
kept stealing glances at me to see if I all of a sudden turned into
solid gold. At least, that's what it felt like. They are living with
their mothers now in the same apartment development where I am. They
split their time in each other's apartments, and they visit Nigel and
me a lot, and not just to talk. So does Race. Sometimes we all run
together in the mornings before going to school.
I was talking with Race and his father, when I had an idea. His
father said, "What your team did for my brother is known around State,
and he found out, and demanded the full story. I told it to him, so he
wouldn't ask other people. He sends his thanks." I said "Tell him he's
welcome. We would do it any time. Actually, we SHOULD! Race, could you
get Jan and her father over here for an idea presentation? Dean, too.
Can't split them." He did and they came. I said "Senator, do you know
about our diplomatic rescue in France?" He did. I said to the group, "I
want it to be known that we will do that for ANY diplomat from any
country who has been kidnapped, if we know the languages involved, if
we can do it without exposing ourselves, and if we are given total
control of the mission. This is only for real diplomats, who according
to international law, are a protected species. This is not the same as
guarding, it's just rescue. We need help in passing the word about this
service, in a way which is credible, but which doesn't expose us. Any
ideas you might have, with any connections which can be used, would be
appreciated. Along with that, or separately, we will need travel
documents. A UN Laissez-Passer for our personnel would be very useful,
along with any other UN functional support. Why should we provide this
rescue service? Because we can, and therefore should, in support of
international diplomacy and peace. And because it would be good real
life training, and humanizing, for our special students. I'm not asking
for comments now. Working at a party is only for politicians and
diplomats, and thank goodness I'm not in either of those headache
suffering occupations." That produced some chuckles. They said they
would get back to me with what they can do to help. The adults wandered
off together. Jan and Race hugged me in thanks and approval. I said "I
should come up with more of these ideas. I like the rewards." They
hugged me again, with Dean grinning his face in half. Debbie was all
smiles, too.
Debbie and I danced, and so did Chad and Wanda, and we did that all
together sometimes, almost like a show. Shan and Tomba were noticeable
in their colored robes. Tomba was looking and acting more like an
advanced Adept Buddhist Monk. The best words for that would be stately
and holy. I let him see my approval, in case he didn't sense it, and he
smiled and nodded at me. It was then I realized, he really was going to
be Abbot. Pete's father and mother were impressed at all the important
people being there, after he showed them around and introduced them.
I stopped by Dr. Knot, who was sitting, to talk. After polite things,
I said "I want our new students and adepts to learn new languages which
are different from the usual. When they learn to compartmentalize their
minds, we can have them put individual languages in crystals, so they
can be given to any of us who needs one in a hurry for a mission.
Students who aren't adepts, but who can compartmentalize their minds,
can be assisted in doing that, like it is with me. We are going
international with our business, and more with missions. We need to be
able to communicate effectively anywhere in the world we happen to be."
He said "Good Idea. I'll work on that. Locating native speakers for
unpopular languages, who are fluent in English, can take some time." I
said "Thanks. It would be a big help."
Near the end of the party, after Debbie and Wanda left early to get
home in time for our real party at home, there were gifts to be opened.
There weren't many, because we asked them not to bring any. Rod gave me
some used clothes. I had to explain to Nigel why I loved that so much.
He cried and said he was smaller than me. I said "You can have anything
I have. You know that." He said "But it would be extra special if you
actually gave it to me." I hugged him. He said "But not your
underpants. No way I could fill those out. Not until you gave back your
tool you took from that giant horse." There was a lot of strangled
laughter from the adults, and real laughter from the kids. I whispered
loudly, "Please, not in front of the adults." He replied "We could ask
them to turn around." I sighed and shook my head at him, hiding a grin,
during the renewed laughter.
Those who would be porting home, stayed to help clean up the hall.
During that, Tomba wanted a private word with me. He said "Lance's
Third Eye is fully open, and he has a good object sense, and a very
good ethical sense. May I have your permission to have him use the
school's crystals for Adept training?" I said "You know I respect your
judgement very highly. Therefore, he would be welcome to them, and
should have the first one right away. But there is a big issue with
that. Training to what purpose? That's our biggest problem with our
adepts. Finding things they can do with their talents, before they get
so bored they are tempted to misuse them. The worst thing for an adept,
is not being an adept. Making somebody into a pariah, a superman who
can't be like everybody else anymore, who has to hide who he is from
regular people, requires very serious consideration. It's an enormous
responsibility, and a bigger danger to the entire world. And my biggest
worry. I don't want us to have to fight another Dark Adept, which we
create. The reasons I just gave, are mostly why they turn down that
Path." He said "I hadn't thought of some of that. We all have our
functions in this, and you continually reaffirm yours as the guiding
mind, and the biggest." I looked down at my lap, because we were
sitting, and he grinned and said, "I didn't mean that, and you know
it." I grinned back. Then I said "What is his career interest?" He said
"Business and finance." I said "You know about the Enterprise. It's
going to be really big. We need good people who are loyal, and can and
want to keep our secrets. He would have a higher salary than anybody
would give somebody without experience, if he came to work with us as
an adept. We would pay for education, too." Tomba sat up straighter and
said, "Wait!" Then he got up and ran across the room to Lance. Formal
monk's robes aren't made for running. I don't know how he didn't trip
and skid there on his face.
Tomba almost couldn't talk, he said things so fast. At first, Lance
looked confused. Then interested. Then unbelieving. Then hopeful. Then
amazed. Then happy. Then very happy. Then Tomba dragged him over to me.
Lance started to speak, but I cut him off with, "Wait! Before you show
Tomba you doubt his word, I heard what he said, and it's true. More
than that. We need you much more than you need us. Interested?" His
mouth dropped open. Tomba grinned and reached over and closed it for
him. Tomba and I laughed at Lance's surprised expression. I said
"Welcome to our school, where you will learn faster than you think is
possible, for which you will get paid. You will have your first college
degree in about a year, if you apply yourself. But if you don't want
you will give us great return on our investment, I'm sure. That we love
you is just a little extra we give to all who are part of us." I stood
and hugged him, and gave him my love. Actually, a lot of people felt
it. I raised my eyebrow at Tomba, who knew what I was asking, and said,
"Yes, you are gaining in power, in your broadcast of love, when you
feel it very strongly." I said to Lance, "You're in college, right? See
me at our school Monday morning, or make an appointment when you are
free of classes, if you want to join us, so we can get the transfer
started. Tomba will tell you what you should know, very
enthusiastically, I'm sure." He nodded violently. I said, "Some of my
classmates sometimes spend the night with me after my parties, which
Tomba can tell you about. Would you like to? I would love to introduce
you to some you have only seen here tonight for the first time." He
you want to. No hard feelings if you have other plans." He looked at
Tomba, who smiled and nodded back at him. Lance said "I do want to,
with really hard feelings!" I grinned and said, "Oh yes, they WILL be."
We hugged.
We didn't have a Port-All set up this time, because of all the
port-able adepts around. When we were done, we ported, or were ported,
to where we wanted to go. My home guests and family ported to the
living room. Then we went to the dining room to sit around some, and
then have some ice cream before going to the bedrooms to undress and be
comfortable. It was good I used a napkin, or I would have ruined my
suit pants. Then our private guests, and Nigel and me, went to the
bedroom. There were Jan and Dean, Dan and Stuart, Tommy and Jeremy,
Bone and Mac, Race, Chad, Rod, Pete, Tomba and Lance, and Nigel and me.
It was crowded, even with three big beds all pushed together. They all
knew about the no screwing rule, where there were kids involved who
weren't allowed to do it, even though some were old enough. Chad would
manage the link, because of the remotely located Debbie and Wanda. We
all undressed and flopped on the beds. Dan and Stuart started the fun
by licking Pete's and my nuts in the link. Then Dean played with Jan's
breasts, and we felt Wanda and Debbie do that to each other. Then some
of the other boys took turns licking our nuts. We kept all that going
with higher and higher intensities, until we all exploded with very
intense orgasms.
We rested, hugging each other, trading partners all around. Then we
did it all over again, but this time with more than just the nuts and
breasts activities, and with interruptions, to delay the boys' orgasms,
but we did let the girls have some. Then after what felt like a very
long time, we couldn't hold back any longer, and we all had spectacular
orgasms, which seemed to go on forever. Then we were one mind, which
swallowed the whole earth with our reason, and we knew it all. Then
that was over, too, and we were all too exhausted to say wow, but I'm
sure we all thought it a lot.
After we rested, we cleaned up. Those who were leaving, said their
goodbyes. Jan and Dean ported home. So did Tommy and Jeremy. Dan has
his own bedroom because he is old enough to screw and wanted to be able
to do it, so that's where he went with Stuart, to sleep. Mac and Bone
went to Mac's home. That left Chad, Rod, Pete, Race, Tomba, Lance, and
Nigel and me. We did a lot of kissing and hugging, after I told them
Lance was going to be a student adept with them. We went to sleep in
each other's arms. We woke up that way, too. Then we all squirted very
well. And again, because we could, and because it's a very nice way to
express our love for each other.
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Grant
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