Chapter 7

Waking up early, I dressed in sweats, went to the gym, and worked out. Then, I ran around our subdivision, sensing every house, and then returned home. After my shower, I dressed, went to the kitchen, and hugged and kissed Grandmother. We ate breakfast, and then we waited for Mom. She entered the kitchen, got a cup of tea, then sat down and called Mr. Johnson. When he answered, Mom put the call on speakerphone.

Mr. Johnson was happy we called and said I passed my tests, averaging 98%. I asked how I did on the I.Q. tests, and Mr. Johnson paused. Then he said I scored 210 on one, and the second didn’t register a score, so we called the company and told them our problem. They said there were two reasons a score wouldn’t register. If the tester scored above 210 or below 80, the test can’t accurately score above or below those numbers. Mr. Johnson said Chase did extremely well on the I.Q. tests.

Then Mr. Johnson said I could now go online and sign into the university’s website signup for the courses I want to take remotely. Then he asked what classes I wanted to take on campus, and I said Advanced Computer Programming 3 and Advanced Robotics 3. Mr. Johnson noted both classes are on Wednesday at 10 a.m. and 1 p.m. I’ll get you enrolled and plan to get here Tuesday to get your books and read two chapters ahead in all your courses. On-campus classes start this week, so your timing is perfect. Oh, and you will have to meet with each professor about your labs. Don’t forget to call Karen Johnson to schedule your ride. Then he said goodbye.

Grandmother asked what a 210 score meant, and Mom said it was the highest score on the test. The other test couldn’t register a score because it was above the range. Tan is a genius, and they didn’t want to tell us. I asked them to keep it quiet because people would treat me differently, and they agreed. Mom and I took off for the DMV, and there was a line out the door.

We parked, went inside, and found the line for driver’s licenses and renewals. We walked up to the window for the driver’s permits. The lady gave Mom a hard time because Mom wouldn’t let her have the passport. Finally, a manager arrived and told the clerk the diplomatic passport holder couldn’t surrender it. The manager took over, filled out the information, and gave me my learner permit. We thanked him and left.

After stopping at the cleaners, we went home, and Grandmother had lunch ready. While we ate, Tad Evans called me, and I put it on speakerphone. He asked if I got my school schedule set up. I told him, yes, Wednesdays are all day, and I have to sweet talk the Professors to work in labs early and late. Mr. Evans laughed and said sweet talking is for girls. For men, a swift kick in the balls sends a stronger message unless they are female Professors, and everyone laughs.

Mr. Evans asked if I could come to his office for a few hours this afternoon or tomorrow morning. I looked at Mom and said I would call Lyft and order a ride immediately, and he said, “Great, see you soon,” and then said goodbye. Mom said tomorrow we will get your suits, then I’ll drive you to USC. You can get your books, study, call your carpool person, and set up a ride home. I agreed, ordered my Lyft ride, changed clothes, and returned to the kitchen.

Lyft showed up ten minutes later, and we were off to Irvine. Evans Investments was on the tenth floor, and the receptionist refused to call Mr. Evans. So I called him, and he came out to the lobby, welcomed me, and led me to his office. Mr. Evans explained that the receptionist was his stepdaughter and that he would fire her, but his wife would divorce him. He said never to marry without a prenuptial agreement. I read his mind, and he had already transferred the business to a trust out of his wife’s reach. But divorce would still cost him dearly.

Mr. Evans said he talked to Mrs. Davis, and she raved about you and your skills. What I need is for you to evaluate the computer programs we use. Then, build a program to identify stocks ripe for movement up or down to give us an additional edge. It can be a stand-alone or work with our existing programs. What do you think? I said his offer sounded good, but I have a few questions. First, is this an intern position or a paying job, and who owns the program after I build it?

Mr. Evans said Paula said you were sharp and handed me a folder. Inside, you’ll find the agreement in writing. Because of your age and taxes, we have to get creative to pay you for your work. So, we split ownership of the program and the profits the program makes. There’s a non-sale agreement included in the folder should one of us wish to sell our ownership. But I’m the only one who will use it, if it works, with my top clients.

The pay or profits will be put in your stock trading account. There’s a form in the fold for your mom to sign to set it up. There’s also a credit card in the folder for your Lyft rides and any supplies you need for Mrs. Davis or me. She’s paying her half, so when the statement comes, you identify the charges. I said I agreed after reading his mind, and we shook hands. Mr. Evans asked me to come to the office on Saturday at 9 a.m. so he could show me around uninterrupted. I agreed, and we said our goodbyes.

I went to the receptionist and double-tapped the Emperor’s crest. Her eyes glazed over, and I told her she would tell no one about me or my activity at the office. She would also email me weekly to my Hotmail account, reporting anything her mother said about her dad. I waited for her eyes to clear, said nice meeting her and left her confused. I ordered my Lyft ride on my new credit card, went to the entrance, and waited.

When Lyft arrived, I called Mom and told her I was on my way home. When I entered the kitchen, dinner was ready, so we sat and ate. I told them about the offer and handed the folder to Grandfather first. He read it and passed it on to Grandmother, then Mom. Everyone said it was a good offer, but an attorney needed to review it. I agreed, and Mom signed the form to open my stock trading account.

After dinner, I went to my room, practiced telekinesis for an hour, and sensed the area around the house. Everything was normal, and I went to bed. I fell asleep and felt a calming feeling radiating through my body. The work continued to be done internally, and now I felt it in my head, cock, and balls. I wondered what it was for and then went into a deep, relaxing sleep, but I knew what was happening around me.

Waking up early on Tuesday, I dressed in sweats, went to the gym, and worked out. Then, I ran around our subdivision, sensing every house, and then returned home. After my shower, I dressed, packed, went to the kitchen, and hugged and kissed Grandmother. We ate breakfast, and then we waited for Mom. When she arrived, we took off for the tailor. I tried the suits on, and they fit well. Then we drove to USC, and Mom dropped me off, and I hugged and kissed her cheek goodbye. I could hear her bitching as she left, and I laughed.

I put my things away, went to the bookstore, got e-books for my online and campus courses, and returned to my room. While downloading my e-books, I called Karen and asked if I could get a ride home on Wednesday. She said yes, but why only a ride home? I told her I was on campus to pick up my books and study for tomorrow’s classes. Karen said okay and to have fun then hung up. After reading both books for my classes tomorrow, I went to the canteen for dinner.

Returning to my room, I changed and went to the outside court and shot hoops for an hour. Then, I walked to cool off and heard a scream behind the buildings I was passing, so I ran to the back. A guy had a girl pinned to the building with one hand on her mouth and the other playing with her chest. She was struggling, and he said admit, you like it bitch. I punched him in the lower back and then kicked him in the balls as he stagged back. He fell to his knees, threw up, and passed out.

She hugged me and thanked me for saving her. I said I was always willing to help a damsel in distress. She said I’m Rachel DeBose and I said Chase Reynolds and I kissed her hand. Rachel laughed and then asked if the asshole would be ok. I told her his back would hurt for a while, but another kick or two to his balls, and he’ll be in a world of hurt. Rachel kicked three times just to be sure, she said, laughing, and asked me to walk her to her dorm.

Rachel asked where I was staying, and I told her the graduate student dorm, but I’m only here one day a week for on-campus classes. I do my other courses online from home in Newport Beach. Rachel said that’s where she lives with her parents, and we exchanged contact information. When we arrived at her dorm, I got a hug and kiss goodbye, and she went into the dorm laughing.

I walked back to my dorm, showered, practiced telekinesis for an hour, and went to bed. I fell asleep and felt a calming feeling radiating through my body. The work continued to be done internally, and I felt it in my head, but now my cock, balls, and legs too, and I wondered what it was for. Then I went into a deep, relaxing sleep but knew what was happening around me.

Waking up early Wednesday, I dressed in sweats, ran through the campus, returned to shower dress, and went to the canteen for breakfast. I enjoyed a big breakfast and reviewed the first two chapters of classes today. Paula called and asked if I got my permit, and I said yes. She said, great and then asked if I had some free time tomorrow. I said yes, either in the morning or afternoon. Paula said morning, asked me to arrive at 7:30 am, said goodbye, and then hung up.

I went to my first class, and Professor Jenkins handed out the syllabus and then started on chapter one. When class ended, he had covered chapter two and said your homework is due by midnight Sunday. So check your campus email for your homework assignment. It will be in your inbox with instructions on returning your completed work. Anyone needing assistance or lab time, grab a flyer by the door with my assistant’s name and contact information. Please schedule an appointment with them, and he left.

I grabbed a flyer and followed one of the assistants out the door. I asked him if labs were required, and he said no, only if you needed help. I thanked him and went to lunch. Carrying my lunch tray to an open table, I saw Rachel with another girl enter the canteen. Rachel saw me, came to my table, and said Chase, this is my roommate, Kim. Can we sit with you? I said Sure, I always like pretty girls to look at while I eat. They laughed and sat down. I asked Kim how long she and Rachel had been together. Rachel said they were roommates, not lovers, and they laughed again.

They got up to get their lunch and return. I told Kim to tell me everything about Rachel and spare no details about your girlfriend. Rachel threatens Kim not to say a word while laughing. Then Rachel asked if I could come to dinner Friday night at her house. I said sure, but if it was a date, you must meet my family first, tell them your intentions, and bring a financial statement. Rachel and Kim were laughing, so I added that they wanted to know if you could support me like I’m accustomed to.

Rachel asked me to stop drawing attention. I looked around and saw a group of girls at a table staring at us. I leaned over and told them in a low voice it was happy laughter. They found someone who was cute and could satisfy them simultaneously. I stuck out my tongue and wigged it. I had to go to class and told Rachel I would see her Friday night and to text her address. I told Kim it was nice meeting her, bent down, kissed their cheeks, and said goodbye. The table of girls laughed when I wiggled my tongue at them again, leaving.

Professor Samson passed out the syllabus and started his lecture. When he finished his lecture, we had covered two chapters. Professor Samson said if you need help or lab time, see my assistants and left. I went to one sitting at the front and asked about lab time. He said his name was Alan, and no lab time was needed unless you needed help or fell behind. I introduced myself, thanked him, and left.

I went to my room and texted Karen that I was at my dorm and had completed my computer homework. I started reading my online course books when there was a knock on my door. It was Karen, and she said we had to hurry to avoid rush hour on the 405. Then she dropped to her knees, pulled down my pants, and sucked and stroked my cock. I held onto her as the energy raced through me. When I recovered, Karen was shaking and moaning, so I grabbed my things, helped her up, set the alarm, and locked the door.

Karen finally emerged from her daze, and we rushed to her car. Karen said Stephaine would be pissed when she found out we were carpooling. I said to tell her you signed up to reduce the cost of the commute. If she wants to ride along, you’ll have to clear it with your mom, and she will have to pitch in for gas. Karen laughed and said Great idea, or you could come to the university on Tuesday to study and return home on Wednesday after class.

We stopped at a house, not mine, and I asked if she was kidnapping me. Karen laughed and said no, my mom wants to meet you. I asked Karen if her mom was like her. I’m only asking because I have two condoms, which may not be enough. Karen was laughing as we entered her house. I saw her mom and whispered to Karen defiantly not enough, and she roared with laughter and had to sit down. I went to her mom and said I’m Chase Reynolds, and I assume you are giggle’s Mom. Her mom laughed, said yes, please call me Kathy, and hugged me.

Kathy moaned, dropped to her knees, pulled down my pants, and sucked my cock. Karen was shocked at first, then joined her mom. I grabbed the kitchen counter as I came, and the energy surged. When I recovered, I saw Kathy and Karen kissing, hugging, and shaking on the floor. I dressed, grabbed my things from Karen’s car, and walked home. If I stayed, I would miss dinner and have to answer many questions.

Entering the kitchen, I hugged and kissed Mom’s cheek. She spanked my butt and said don’t do that laughing. I put my dirty clothes in the laundry and went upstairs to drop off my things. Returning to the kitchen, Grandmother welcomed me home, and we sat down for dinner. They asked about my first day, and I said no labs were required yet. My computer class had homework, and I completed waiting for Karen. In the Robotics class, the Professor was weird. He lectured on the first two chapters and left. I asked one of the class assistants, and he said no labs were required and any lab work would be done in class later.

Everyone was happy that my day went well. I told them Karen recommended I go to USC on Tuesday to study, get questions answered if needed, and use the library. It would free up the rest of the week to do other things. Grandfather asked what and said to work a full day for Mr. Evans and Mrs. Davis. It would give three free days, and everyone agreed. I also reminded Mom that I was working for Mrs. Davis tomorrow and Mr. Evans on Saturday.