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From: " +Grant. " <+Grant@grant.grant>
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Subject: +*+*+*+ Stephen's Secure Blog #44 "New Students, and Stoned" +*+*+*+
Date: 27 Jun 2012 17:07:01 -0500
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Stephen's Secure Blog #44
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, in the 1950's. 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. He stopped writing to his penpal, but found he
still wanted to record his life, in case he lost his memory again, and
wrote 30 entries in his first logbook. Then he wrote to an artificial
intelligence called Geenee, in the master computer in his school for
gifted students, which he started attending in 2016. Now it's 2018 and
later, and he's continuing to save his memories in a secure blog.
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 12 in this story, in the Fall after the start of year 3 of
his special school.
Stephen's Secure Blog #44 "New Students, and Stoned"
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Rose was allowed to come to school, and is very popular. She stays in
a foster home (not mine) during the week, and goes home on weekends,
and sometimes with friends. Her home is popular with a lot of students,
which makes her, Cress, and Hawk, popular, too, which they don't mind
at all. Every week we parade all the unstoned Adept students in front
of a new selection of free stone people. In the first batch, Lisa was
chosen, and so was Hasan. Joe and Wendy were chosen the second time,
and Mark and Grace the third. Because I run that, and from what else
has happened, they all know I am something of a boss at the school.
They actually like that. Part of why, is I'm closer to their age than
the older Adepts. Another reason is they really like me, and know I'm
fair. Another reason is they are proud of me for doing all I've done
for us and Earth. They don't say much about those reasons, because most
of the compliments I receive are of a sexual nature. Usually after a
very intense recess. I don't complain, and wouldn't if I had any breath
to spare for that, after all that squirting.
Rose has changed. Blossomed, actually. Part of that happened the
first time she came to a recess. Some of her friends had told her about
them, and she was shocked at first. Then curious. Then she decided to
just visit, and not participate. She had an orgasm just from the link,
and hasn't missed very actively participating in a recess, since then.
The third time she was there, she even licked my nuts, and thanked me
very sincerely afterward. She kisses REALLY well, and doesn't mind that
at all when I tell her that, no matter how often I find a reason to say
it. In bed with me, Hawk said, "Rose likes you." I said "Did you say
she licks me?" He poked me, and we laughed. He said "She really does
like you, and not just for your body. She knows what you did to
convince our father to let her come to the school." I said "And she
laughed. I said "That could be a problem, because I don't have any
attraction feelings yet. And, she knows about your feelings, to make
more complications." He said "Maybe, but she has more to deal with.
She's straight, and one of the lesbians is in love with her. They are
roommates." I said, "That should keep her active!" He laughed. Then he
said, "Did you know we did it?" I said "Did what?" He said "She was
very curious, and wanted to try real sex. She was too shy to ask you,
so she asked me to do it with her. We ported to a private place, and
screwed for an hour." I said "So, how was it for you, and for her?" He
said, "Strange for both of us. It felt great, but we don't plan to do
it again. We agree to wait for real love, before we do it to other
people." I said "Wise decision, but often forgotten in the heat of the
moment." He said "Probably." Then kissing ended that discussion, and so
did our eventual squirting.
I decided to write up my Mongol life in a dissertation, with whatever
reverences I could find, for Anthro, and another one for the language,
and in book form as an adventure. Hawk and I are collaborating on a
paper comparing Mongol and Navajo languages and cultures, because they
have so much in common. I expect to have a lot more doctorates before
the end of the year, and at least two scholarates, too.
Hassan and Mark were sleeping over. Hassan said to me in bed, "Am I
going to be invited to help with capturing the Van ship?" I said "It
takes just one Adept to do that. I want that one to be somebody who
wasn't on the team before, so it could be you. Random choice, though.
After that, we'll all be involved with what we do with it then." He
said "Thanks. I knew you would be fair." I said "There will be more
ships, as they slow down and can accept porting to them. If you don't
get this one, you're sure to get another. I want as many of us to have
as much experience in action as possible." He said, while playing with
my nuts, "It should be very interesting." I said "Maybe, but not as
interesting as this." And with the link, I was absolutely correct. For
a while.
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