Stephen's Secure Blog #155
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 15 in this story, in fall, after the start of year 6 of his
special school.
Stephen's Secure Blog #155 "Telling Tails"
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I had a meeting with the Confed military cleanup team. They reported
things were going well. I said "I'm sorry, Admiral, that you didn't get
to Captain the Confed Embassy ship, like we expected." He grinned and
said, "Don't be. I'm not! I'm doing very important work, and I can have
my wife with me, or ask to be ported home any time, and the promotion
isn't bad, either. Thank you!" I said "You're welcome. And fortunate.
The crew of that ship had a very bad time with their loud and abusive
cargo. You didn't miss anything nice." He laughed. I said "When the
cleanup is over, what do you see for yourself?" He said "I hadn't
decided, mostly because I don't know what my options are." I said
"Well, you would have to be demoted to command a ship again, and as
much as you liked that duty, I think you would rather have more time
with your wife than that will allow." He said "True." I said "You are
currently the highest ranked person in the Confed military. I don't
expect that to change, unless you retire." He said "That would mean, if
I stay in, I will actually run the the whole thing." I said "Unless you
want to be a musical performer." He laughed really well, which I liked
a lot. I thought he needed it.
He said "If I can still be of service, I'll stay. I know I'll have a
good work force now." I said "And you can always ask for the Guardians'
help to keep it that way. Your best officer might not want to have the
second most important job in the military. The Academy. Things HAVE to
change, and that is where it starts." He said "I agree, and I've been
thinking about that. I have an officer in mind. We'll see what happens
when I offer it to him." I said "Please consider a more inclusive
force. If it doesn't happen, there WILL be abuse, and the other species
in the Confed, now that they know about the equality in the GC, might
decide to fight back." He said "I've thought about that, too. It will
have to be gradual, and require a lot of education for current
personnel, but it MUST be done."
I said "That relates to my next topic. I went to all the Guardians of
the other species, and told them what you were doing and why, which
their President had usually told them before I got there. We discussed
the discrimination, and they approve of your work, and the possibility
of assisting in the verification of an inclusive force, and will see if
they can encourage some of their people to volunteer for service." He
said with a grin, "I see you weren't on a holiday!" I said "There is
always work, even in fun, which happened in the next part of what I did
with them. I told them I had trained one of the Atlana Guardians, and
that I would also train one each of the other species Guardians in the
Confed. AND all the children they wanted to send to Zander's school
that I qualified. Then I took them to visit the school, and Zander
showed them around. Without exception, they were very impressed, and
completely astounded by the diversity of the students, and absolutely
in awe of their love. And just melted in the boys' hugs." Angrala
laughed. I said "So, the school is practically all filled up now, and
Zander is working his teeth off, and loving it. There is an issue in
that, you might not like. There are no Atlana students there. I did not
visit the Guardians of the colony worlds. Can you tell me why?" Angrala
was dripping tears, and said, "Because the parents of the selected
children would never allow them to be in a school run by aliens and
outnumbered by them. You didn't even have to try, it is so true." I
said softly "I say this a lot, but it doesn't make it any less true.
There are always consequences. Bad actions, cause bad consequences.
It's frustrating, and very disappointing, that people often ignore
that, and then won't accept the blame for what they cause for
themselves." She really cried. Grace comforted her.
I said "The boys I mentioned. The ones who hugged. I found them in
dire circumstances. They were orphaned, and homeless, and abused. I
rescued them, and offered them a great life. They accepted, and I took
them to the school. They had nobody in authority over them to give
permission, or refuse it. However, I had the assistance of an adult of
their kind, so they wouldn't be afraid of me, an odd looking stranger,
at first." Angrala was looking a lot less sad, and a little
calculating. She said "Another truth. You don't like to take away,
without giving something in its place. I volunteer." I said "Good. I
have a watch on some prospects. When the time is right, we will have to
act immediately." She said, with bright eyes, "Yes. You can count on
me." I said "I know. We have discussed some important things. May I
have permission to show selected parts of this meeting to your
Planetary president, and to the Confed PA?" They said I could. I did,
with the expected results. None, but strong, hopefully motivating,
emotions.
When the short furry Guardians with the tall ears and tails were
closing their monthly meeting, I ported to their door. They knew I was
there, and were happy to see me. I said "I suppose you are curious
about why I am visiting you at this time. Well, it's personal, and not
work related." That really captured their interest, and pleasure, too.
I said "I should not have favorites, and if I did, I should not express
those feelings. So you should not be hearing what I should not be
saying, even while we are doing both of that." They laughed. Pizlocher
said "Now you have to not tell us not everything." I grinned and said,
"Language can be so clumsy. Well, here it is. Of all the people I have
met in the Confed, I er like visiting with you the, well, more than
"We wouldn't dislike what you're not saying." I said "You saw at the
school, how much love we have and share. That isn't limited to just
emotion. We do it physically, very often, and I don't mean just hugs."
He grinned and said, "That is assumed." I said "Ever since I met you,
I've wondered how useful a tail would be in that activity." He
impossibly grinned even wider, and said, "All of us can tell you that
it is VERY useful!" I said "So I suspected. It left me feeling a little
incomplete, even deprived. Envious, too. Then it happened. After a very
nice session of er, advanced social relating, I was thinking about it,
in a distracted way, and then unaware, I discovered a solution and
implemented it. In pleased surprise, my friends almost jumped out of
their skins."
They laughed almost hysterically. Smiling, I waited for them to
recover. Then I said, "There is something else. Those of my species,
being mostly without fur, absolutely LOVE to have the feel of fur on
our skin. It is extremely pleasurable to us, in all ways, and most so,
in the topic of this discussion." They all grinned. I said "Well, what
I did, partially simulated that to my friends, who were not at all
unhappy about that." Some laughter. I said "Now to explain what I did,
after they asked me to try it again. For analysis, of course. Right. I
didn't believe that, either." They really laughed. I said with a grin,
"Appreciating my humor will definitely NOT cause me to dislike you."
More laughter. I said "You have felt it when I projected my love.
Somehow I found a way to add telekinesis to that, and stroke people
with it." That got even more of their attention, and some arousal, too.
I said "I haven't done it since. I am known as something of a sexual
athlete, with some unusual very pleasurable sensitivities I can share.
If I became known for this new thing, I expect I won't be allowed to
have time to do anything else." Almost hysterical laughter. I said in
fake despair, "It is so cruel to laugh at my misfortune." That only
encouraged them. I couldn't hide my smile.
I said "I am here to thank you for inspiring me to invent that, and
to get your opinion of it, if you agree to experience it. For
evaluation only, of course. If you want. Er, maybe." More face
splitting grins. I said like I was disappointed, "I partially hoped I
would have shocked you with that. I could be disappointed." He said,
after laughing, "I apologize for our lack of cooperation in that, while
I am gladly agreeing to participate in your experiment." I said "Well,
you did it. I can't think of something funny to say about that." They
laughed. I said "Or I thought." More laughter. I said "Well, who will
be first? I would not do it in a very sensitive area at first, until we
know something of the effects." He said "You choose." I said "I didn't
come here to work!" He just laughed. I said "We can do it backward. Who
here does NOT want to experience it?" Silence. I said "So. Ready?" They
were. I did it to all of them at once, on their backs, arms, and
chests. They all had a lot of extremely pleasurable reactions. When
they recovered, I said, "Analysis?" One said "Absolutely unique."
Another said "Not like what we do with our tails." Pizlocher said "I
would say you are no longer deprived." I said "Oh but I am. There is
nobody to do that to me." He said "Can you not teach it to your
associates, who are more advanced than we are?" I said "They do not
have strong enough skills for this." He said "We have fur, for your
pleasure."
I said "Yes, I noticed that." He laughed. I said "But there IS
something I can teach you, that is different, but can enhance er,
things tremendously. We call it the link. We can share and multiply the
intensity of sensory inputs." He said "Oh wow! If you could teach us
THAT!" I said "Do you think you could survive its use?" He said "Can
you demonstrate?" I said "Yes, I will, with your permission. May I
remove my shirt?" He nodded, and I did. I said "If you stroke my chest
with your fur, after I start the link, you will all feel what I feel."
I started the link, and nodded, and he stroked my chest with the back
of his forearm. They all gasped. I turned off the link, and said, "Is
that something like what you felt with my love stroke?" They said it
was. I said "That's what I was hoping to know. My investigation of that
is now complete. For the rest of my visit, I am open to interesting
suggestions." He said "You will teach us the link?" I ported a crystal
to me, and gave it to him. I said "Put it to the front of your head,
and use your object sense to read the contents. This is one of our
information storage and teaching methods." He did it, and said, "Wow!"
Then he said, "The warning. Very important." I told them what happened
the fist time I did it at school. They laughed so hard, I was concerned
they might injure themselves. I said "When at high intensity, and my
unusual sensitivity is er, activated, spontaneous orgasms can result in
seconds." They all looked very hungry. He said "I think I can speak for
all of us, when I ask you if you are willing to share that." I said,
with love, "With those I love, I don't think I can refuse. Will you
allow a friend to join us to help with the, er, experience?" They did,
and Rose ported in.
All our clothes came off. I asked one of them to hold me from behind,
and the feel of her fur on me was very stimulating. I started the link.
Then Rose played with my nuts, and immediately there were a lot of
groans of pleasure. Then I upped the intensity, and Rose licked my
nuts. Then higher, and then seconds later, we all had very hard and
intense orgasms. While resting, I said, "You knew I wasn't lying, but
it was still difficult for you to accept the truth of that. Now you
know. Wasn't bad, was it?" Some weak laughter. Some of the furry people
were rubbing up against me, and their tails were doing some VERY
interesting things to my boner and nuts. Pizlocher said "Even though
the link isn't on, we can still feel something of what you feel." I
said "Yes, and that's why I didn't know the link was on the first time
I did it. We have found since then, that when everybody is doing
something sexual, all have an even greater time. And, the more varied
the people in the link, with different genders and orientations, and
even different species, the better the experience is. Love multiplies
love. It also enhances our psionic abilities over time. Being the
almost always designated sex object among us, I am usually the one who
manages the link. I'll start it now, at low intensity, so we can all
add our love to it, slowly." I did that, and it was beautiful. I
managed it so the females could have some orgasms first, before the
last one for all, which was absolutely glorious, partially because I
included my love stroking at the end.
I said, while we were resting, "If you will allow, I'll clean us up."
They did, and I did that. Well, I had invented the blue light cleaner,
so I should be able to do what it does. I did. After a while, we got up
and dressed. Pizlocher said, "When you said it was personal, that was
the only time you weren't joking!" I laughed, and said, "Good one." I
hugged him, which he didn't mind at all. I said "Being a Guardian
doesn't have to be all work. Sometimes if can be very er, stimulating.
I expect that you will be exploring that issue, often." He grinned and
said, "Absolutely. I don't know how to think you for all you have
done." I said "It's not necessary. It was our pleasure. REALLY!" They
laughed. I said "You know how to contact us if you would like to have
any interesting er, discussions with us in the future." We hugged some
more, and I ported with Rose to my house on Misnok. Hawk ported in, and
said in our usual language when were were alone, English, "Well, now we
know where to go when we want some tail." We tickled him into
submission.
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