Stephen's Secure Blog #171
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 16 in this story, in the Spring of year 6 of his special
school.
Stephen's Secure Blog #171 "Night of the Living Dead"
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In the morning, after the usual morning mutual squirt, I said to
Srinoy, "Are you going home to Thailand after the school term ends?" He
said "Yes." I said "What do your parents know of us?" He said "That we
are Adepts and Guardians, and can teleport, and can communicate
mentally. I do that with them." I said "What do they know about me?" He
said "I don't know. I don't tell them about us like that." I said "Hmm,
do you think they would like to know you are like a brother to me?" He
said excitedly, "To the most powerful Adept in existence, who owns us
and invented our tech? Wow! They would say that, I'm sure." I said "Do
you think they would like to meet me, and see how much we love each
other?" His mouth moved, but he was too excited to make a sound. I
grinned and said, "I have very good hearing, but not good enough to
hear what you are trying to say." I tickled him, and he laughed. I said
"How about I go home with you for a time, to meet your family, and
visit your Temple with you?" He said "Oh! Wow! YES!" I said "It looks
like you might think that idea isn't too bad." He giggled. I said "I'll
ask Pete to tell your parents about me, and ask them about my visiting
after school is out. If you want." He said, bouncing on the bed, "Want!
Want! Want!" I grabbed him, and we hugged and kissed.
A week later, a set of circumstances came together, which enabled one
of my plans. The new Chief of the Secret Police on Nagindra was in the
meeting of the Supreme Authority. I ported a very dead naked body to
the door of the meeting room. I had put the guards to sleep, standing
up. I controlled the body so that it moved like it was alive. I opened
the door and walked in. They stared at me, as the body. I walked to my
target, pointing at him, saying "YOU! You killed me! I did nothing
wrong. I was innocent. I didn't deserve what you did to me!" He took
out a gun and shot me in the chest. There was a big hole, but no blood.
I kept moving. He pushed energy at me. I deflected it. He tried fire.
My skin burned and peeled away, but I kept moving. The others did the
same things. I came closer to him. My boner shot semen in his face. The
Chief gagged and tried to back away, but I made him trip. When he got
up, I was there. I touched him. He fainted. I, as the dead body,
laughed horribly. I walked toward the Supreme leader, but before I got
to him, I withdrew from the body and let it fall. I watched through a
4th viewpoint, what happened after that.
The Chief of the Secret Police got up and yelled, "My psionics! All
gone!" Then he pounded on his head with his fists. The Leader called
for the guards, who were awake, not knowing they had been asleep. He
questioned them, and was very unsatisfied with the results. That the
Chief was still screaming, didn't help. The meeting broke up, and they
all went their separate ways, spreading the confusion. That became much
worse, when the calls came in, that the same thing happened to all the
telepaths on the planet, and on all their planets at the same time,
including being faced by dead victims, getting squirted, and losing
their psionic abilities. We put together a file of what happened, and
passed it around to the other planet Guardians. They felt a lot safer.
I felt sad.
I had done all that from my house on Allguard. Rose and Hawk ported
to me, and we hugged with love. Then we did that on the bed, for a long
time. Rose said "I want to bring Harditch here." My instant boner told
them I didn't feel bad about that. She was on one side of me, and Rose
was on the other. They hugged me, and I just drifted in absolute
relaxed pleasure, for a long time. Then Hawk licked my nuts, and I went
wild. They wouldn't let me squirt, so the girls could have orgasms
first, with Hawk screwing them in turn, and my nuts still being licked.
Then we paired off, Hawk on Rose, and me on Harditch, and we screwed in
the link like crazy, and all had a gloriously intense finish. We all
said "Wow!" Hawk said "We should do this again." I groaned and said,
"Right now?" They laughed.
Rose contacted me about a problem. A single mother in hiding, didn't
want to let her daughter leave to go to the school. She was with them.
I ported to there. I said to the group, "What seems to be the problem?"
They were astounded at my appearance in porting there, and at my light
skinned appearance. Rose said to me, "Stephen, this mother doesn't want
her daughter to go to the school to learn to be all she can be." I said
"Does she know they will both die if that doesn't happen?" She said
"She should, and I think she does, but that doesn't seem important to
her." I said "What do you think, insane, or just cruel?" Rose said "I
can't decide." The mother said "I don't believe in all that psionics
shit." I said "Good." She was very surprised. I said "I don't accept
beliefs. I accept reality. So, do you not believe I am here and talking
to you?" She said "I believe that." I said "And how did I get here?"
know, because I haven't told you. I teleported. It's part of our
mentally controlled technology. Rose will demonstrate." Rose ported to
different spots around the room.
I said "Do you accept what your eyes are showing you?" She nodded. I
said "Part of that same technology allows us to move things. Such as
this chair." It went up in the air. I said "If you think that is some
kind of trick, I, or Rose, can do that to you, too. Would you like to
experience that?" She said "No, I think I believe you can do that, but
it's technology, not psionics." I grinned and said, "Really? Because I
called it that? If I had called it something else, would you have
thought differently?" She laughed, and said, "You win. And not just
because I like you." I said "Psionics IS a technology. A real science.
For us and our schools, which isn't much like it is here. Part of our
intensive training includes ethics. We can't act against people
unjustly. We can't kill. We can't lie. Your daughter has the ability to
tell if somebody is lying. It's a basic psionic skill. Ask her if we
have lied."
She looked at her daughter, who said, "Mother, they didn't lie. Not
even once. There is something else. They are full of love. It's so
strong I think you can feel it too." She said "I do, but didn't believe
it." I asked her to stand, and I hugged her with all my love. She
cried, and Rose helped her to sit down. I said softly to her, "You have
had a very rough time. I admire your strength and courage, and your
dedication to your daughter. I would like to do something we don't
usually do. We will take you to the school with your daughter, so you
can see it, and how well she will live and be loved. And that, JUST
because I like you." She smiled, and laughed. She said "I can't
refuse." I said "You know you can't stay there." She nodded. I said
"She can still visit you, if it is safe. We guarantee our students'
safety, wherever they are. Until they are able to do that for
themselves. Rose, shield." I kicked her with all my strength, and she
didn't move or show any effects. I said to the astounded mother,
"Something like that." Rose and I grinned. The mother said, "I really
want that for my daughter!" Rose said "She has potential. We can't
promise she will be able to learn all we can teach, but I think she
will go far." I said to the daughter, "May I examine your mind, to see
for myself? It doesn't hurt, and I won't see any thoughts." She said
"Alright." I did, and then said, "I agree with Rose. High potential."
They were pleased at that.
Rose said to the daughter, "We will give you anything you need at the
school. Is there anything you have here that you would like to bring
with you?" She said "I had a doll, but it's where we used to live. I
miss her." I said "Where is that?" She told me. I said "Picture the
doll in your mind, and push that picture at me." She did, and I said,
"Wow! You have a talent for that. Very good. Here it is." She took it
from me with a glad heart. I said "Now you can go to the school. First
I will clean you, to remove all microorganisms. Done. The school has
been informed of your pending arrival. Rose will go with you." The
mother said, "You won't be going with us?" I was embarrassed, which she
noticed. Rose laughed, and said, "Stephen invented all our science and
technology, and our training methods, and started the school you are
going to. He built much of it, too. He is VERY popular there. With his
love, which you felt, his presence would create a big disturbance. That
wouldn't be good for the students. And Stephen would be really
embarrassed, which I don't mind at all." I laughed, and we hugged and
kissed. The mother said, "I see something else." Rose said "Yes. When
we have them, our children are going to be very interesting." The
mother said, "I don't doubt that at all!" They ported to the school.
I ported to my house on Allguard, where I had moved all my art
workshops. I was doing a painting in oil, when Hawk ported in. He was
silent, and just watched. I worked fast, as usual. I was finished
before Rose ported in. They looked at it, and said, "Wow!" I said "Er,
thanks." Rose said "They look familiar somehow, but I can't place
hugged me. The two young adults who were looking at us with love in the
painting, were our future children.
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