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From: " +Grant. " <+Grant@grant.grant>
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Subject: +*+*+*+ Stephen's Secure Blog #83 "Raybit" +*+*+*+
Date: 8 Oct 2012 17:23:01 -0500
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Stephen's Secure Blog #83
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 after
2018, 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 13 in this story, in the Winter of year 4 of his special
school.
Stephen's Secure Blog #83 "Raybit"
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We all went back to our hotel. Hawk was there at my request. I said
to Passinchance, "This is Hawk, Rose's brother. Can you do for him what
you did for Rose, to enable him to compete here?" He said "Is he as
said "Compare him to Rose, but stronger and more experienced. In honor
and sportsmanship, I and my associates and students are all the same."
He bowed in respect, and then left to make the arrangements. I said to
my point sword friend, Raybit, "I would like to give you a kind of
gift. There is something we regularly do to those of us who haven't
learned to do it for themselves. It can improve health and mental
abilities. It causes no harm, and involves no physical contact. My I
perform this service for you?" He looked intrigued, and said, "This
should be interesting. Please." I aligned his chakras, and his third
eye opened up halfway, with the potential for more. He sat up and
exclaimed, "I feel the difference!" I grinned and said, "You feel more
than that now. You can feel other's emotions, which enables you to know
if they are lying, and you have an object sense, which is like the
sense of touch with the mind. They will improve with practice, but
don't do that for 6 days, to let your energy centers settle down." He
said "Wow!" I said "We hear that a lot." He laughed.
Raybit said, "I think this is just the beginning of something much
more significant." I said "Tell me, why did you choose to be friends
with me, and accompany me?" He thought a little, and said, "You are a
very good teacher. I see that now. These new abilities I have are not
new. I always had them, but didn't know I did. I sensed there was
something special about you, above your skill in sports, and I was
drawn to it, hoping to learn. I think I succeeded!" I grinned and said,
"And why did I agree to let you accompany us?" He said "You knew! That
means you were looking for such. For students?" I said "Yes, but we
have already found our quota for your planet for this year, and you
would not yet qualify. They already had your new abilities, active, and
the alignment increased them to the level where we could accept them. I
think, you, and one other, will qualify next year, if you practice and
live well. You contain inside yourself all you need for this. Find and
develop it, and you might someday become much more than you would think
is possible." I put my hand to my ear, like I was looking for another
wow, and he laughed. I said "No, we did not use any special abilities
in our competitions. That would have been unfair." He said "You can
read minds?" I said "Would that be necessary for us, who have been in
this same situation so many times?" He grinned and said, "I guess not."
I said "But, you will find no better readers of face and body language,
and emotion sensing adds to that, so it can seem like mind reading to
some." He said "Ah! I see. I had not thought of that. I need to do some
more thinking before I start expressing my ignorance too loudly." I
said "New surprising things can take a while to become a natural part
of us. Don't worry about it."
Passinchance came back and said, "It's arranged. More, actually. Any
of your kind you certify as being of high sportsmanship, will be
accepted." I said "It's my turn to say wow!" He grinned, and said,
"Let's go to the lobby terminal to finalize it." We did, and Hawk
received his GC credit disk. I said to him, "Since we won't have time
for you to compete this trip, so you could put some credits on it, I'll
give you some." I transferred ten thousand. I grinned and said, "Don't
spend it all in one place." He looked surprised and said, "I can't
accept all that!" I said, "It's nothing. I won that and a whole lot
more, in a few minutes, doing something I would have paid much more to
do." We all laughed. I said to Passinchance and Raybit, "We are going
to go get some of our own food. We'll meet you both at the Stumak
venue." We said our goodbyes and parted company. We ported to my
offplanet home from our hotel room. We ported food from the school, and
ate and talked. Then we talked some more in the living room. Part of
that was about the games. Hawk was very happy and thankful to be able
to compete, and be a citizen of the GC. I said "But we have to be very
careful to be above reproach, and not dominate them too much, or there
could be too much of the wrong attention on us. I had not planned to
compete any more after this, because we don't need to for recruiting
anymore. We are just enough known to make that unnecessary, but not so
much we are hated for being too superior." Hawk grinned and said, "A
fine balance. You are always calculating! Great job, and you even had
fun. Can't beat that. I won't interfere with what you've accomplished
for us." I thanked him with a kiss and a hug, which he returned with
heat. Then we all did that, and then did the usual things which led to
some really great orgasming.
While we were resting, I contacted Zander and told him about the two
new students, and that I was going to play Stumak against the champion.
He wanted to know who that is, and I told him. He said +He's the best
who ever played the game!+ Rose, who was in contact with us, said, +Not
after tonight.+ We laughed. Zander said +I would like to be present at
that game.+ I said +If you do not accompany us. I will play the rich
fool, and I don't want known and respected associates to invalidate
that by their presence. That means YOU.+ He laughed and said +I'll be
just a member of the audience.+ I said +We leave in a few minutes. Are
you available? Do you need one of us to cover your school for you?+ He
said +I'll call for Grace. I'll contact in two minutes.+ He did, and we
ported with him to our hotel room. I said to him, "Because you didn't
travel here by spaceship, you have to go back by porting, too. This
time we and the new students will be using the ship to your planet,
just to get that, and their entry, on record. I don't want the students
to know you are with us, until they see you at school, so don't make
contact with us at the venue." He said "I understand. Acknowledged." We
went to the Stumak tournament.
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