Chapter 122: Planning Plenty of Pretty Pussies

Tuesday, April 26, 2005

Both girls were sound asleep when I woke. I had a problem that I wished I had far more often: deciding which of the girls I'd slept with to clamber over. I easily picked Carol as I could use a light blob with her, and I didn't want to wake Donna in case she tried to get sexy again, as it'd only end up disappointing her.

[[I'm amused by my recalled thought processes from this time. I had been strongly determined that there would be no sex when we went to bed, and look what happened then. If I woke Donna now, and especially if Donna woke Carol, pretty much anything could've happened. My personality was weak. I'd like to say my weakness was "where loved ones were concerned," but it wasn't as discriminating as that.]]

I created a dim, yellow light blob and clambered over Carol, momentarily waking her. I left quickly so Carol could get back to sleep properly.

When I got to my study at the Williams', there was a note from Julia, "I've updated EggsSearch.co.hk with Mom's diminishing pipeline idea, but late in the job I decided I'm going to hold off using it for a while. I'll tell you why when I wake up. There's no hurry, but take a look some time and we'll talk about it. Love, Julia."

Checking it out was the first thing I did after the computer had finished booting. There were now four entries listed: "1. Our purpose", "2. How you get to be Egg's girlfriend", "3. Current list of Liaisons", "4. Application form".

Numbers 1, 3 and 4 appeared the same as I remembered from last time. Document 2 was brand new. It described Vanessa's pipeline idea, pretty much how Vanessa had first described it to us, although in more detail. There was nothing in it that I thought needed changing, or which explained why Julia was postponing using it. I didn't waste time trying to guess her thinking - good luck on that! It would be easier to wait until she told me in a few hours.

I resumed my studying, which went pretty much as usual. The sole exception was that I encountered a problem that I couldn't find an easy solution to. It didn't appear to be critical, so I just left a textbook as a flag outside Prof's bedroom and carried on.

When the pajama-clad Prof arrived, I explained the problem to him, and he explained the solution. It wasn't difficult, but the solution required new material that hadn't been included in the lecture. Prof scrolled back through the online notes, then said, "Either the lecture notes are incomplete, or the original lecture was incomplete. The latter would be especially bad if one of those problems was in the final exam. I'll send your lecturer an email about it and get him to fix it."

[Jumping ahead a couple of days, it turned out that the lecturer had digressed verbally in the previous lecture and had failed to update his notes, so the method wasn't explained. In his next lecture, the one I'd just read, he'd digressed down the same path, adding a related problem which he did remember to put into that lecture's notes. As a result of Prof's query, he updated the previous lecture's online notes then emailed me his apologies and the new material. I also got me some emails offering me cheap Viagra, which amused me.]

Prof also asked, "How's the work going otherwise?"

"On schedule. Ahead of schedule actually. I'm still understanding the material fine, so all's well with that too. Changing the subject somewhat, yesterday I spent some time re-reading the paper descriptions for the first couple of years' courses, in preparation for having to choose which of them I want to take in which order. Quite frankly I can't make intelligent choices because I understand very little of what the descriptions say, and I don't know which courses will be useful to me in the future. I think you're going to have to make my choices for me. Is that okay?"

"It's fine. I realize it's hard for you to pick them so far ahead and without your having absorbed any of the career knowledge you'd have by the time you were attending OSU normally. It'll be easy to plan the first couple of years' courses for you. There are no electives in the first year, and I'll simply put you down for the most common choices in the second. If you later need to have finished one of the others, it'll only take you a few weeks to zip through it, because they're no harder than what you're doing now. I'll get back to you with the list, after I confirm there'll be no problems with any of them on OSU's end. The BCC - that's the Baccalaureate Core Course - electives are a very different matter. You should be able to understand their descriptions easily, there are far more choices, and I know Vanessa wants to discuss your choices with you. We'll mention it to her at breakfast. By the way, I understand that if the hardware supplier keeps their promise, you'll have your new computer system installed this afternoon."

"Cool. I'm looking forward to working on the new setup." I was going to say more, about how quickly it was happening, but Julia walked in. I was somewhat relieved that she was wearing a nightie this morning. She and Prof may not feel embarrassed when she's naked, but I do.

"Morning, darling and Daddy."

We wished her "Good Morning" while she walked the rest of the way in, and climbed up on my lap.

Prof said, "I think we've finished here, haven't we, Mark?"

"Yes thanks, Prof."

"Okay. I'll just mention one more thing before I go. Vanessa and I are working on the maximum bet problem. We've confirmed that the normal limits are impracticably far below what we want. We want betting limits more than a thousand times higher than normal, so it's an extraordinary situation and we'll need to obtain a great deal of cooperation from our target casino, so we're learning about the culture of the industry, especially about high stakes VIP players and Binion's Casino - which seems to be the only casino that promotes itself as taking such large bets, if their management okays them. Once we know enough about how the industry works, we'll be able to look for ways to convince a casino's management to agree to the betting limits we want."

"Damn! I was REALLY hoping we could get the money and the new house soon, but what you and Vanessa are doing sounds very hard and like it'll take a long time."

Prof interrupted my sadness with, "No. It's neither hard nor time consuming - mainly because Vanessa's good at this sort of thing. We should have it finished by Thursday or Friday."

"Wow! Really? That's stunning. I thought this was a huge problem, or even an impossible one. That's FANTASTIC!"

"Judging by your excitement, I haven't explained myself clearly enough. Vanessa and I are currently doing RESEARCH. I'm saying that our research is quicker and easier than you thought, and should be finished by the weekend. We won't know what the solution is until the research is finished, so we won't know how long implementing the solution will take. If it needs another fake ID, for example, that'll take at least a week. Or if a fake ID isn't good enough, we might need to wait until you're legally allowed to gamble, several years from now. I see by the look on your face that you understand what I'm saying. I'm simply giving you a progress report on the research, which is going very well, mainly because Vanessa is much more imaginative than I am. At the end of the research we'll start the next stage of the project: choosing and implementing a solution. We'll give you progress reports through that stage too. The last stage should be going down to Vegas and winning the money."

"Yeah. I got all that now. I'm not used to thinking about large projects, with stages having their own progress reports. Most of what I do just has one step. I do it, and it's all over."

Julia said, "Actually the project is even bigger than what Dad said, because the goal of the project is not just to win at roulette, but to buy our mansion. Our roulette work is just a part of the mansion project. After you win the money, we still have to find the right place, get an architect to design the changes we want, get the renovations built, furnish it and move in."

I said, "It's not often you're wrong Julia, but you are this time. Prof was describing the project to me. My dad very carefully explained how this works for males. Presuming we get the money from roulette, then Prof and I will be completely finished as soon as we come back from Vegas. Being males we're not allowed to be involved in mansion choosing or decorating, so we hand over the money, sit down, put our feet up, and say the occasionally 'Yes dear', or 'Whatever you think is best, darling'. Your project may be much bigger, but the male part of it isn't."

I got some laughs for that, and a comment about how well-trained I was already. Then Prof left us, saying, "See you at breakfast."

Julia and I hadn't seen each other since I'd taken her home after school yesterday, so we had some catching up to do, during which she suddenly decided that she preferred to be naked after all. Prof had gone, so that was perfectly acceptable with me. After much very enjoyable kissing and fondling, Julia asked me, "How did it go with Donna in your bed last night?"

"Good. Even very good, although not as I planned." I described what had happened in reasonable amount of detail. Because it was amusing, I mentioned my TK'ing the light switch mistake, and Donna's assuming it was the bulb blowing at the perfect time.

Julia asked me, "Have you thought about showing your TK to her?"

"I have, but I'm scared to. I can too easily imagine her having an argument with some other kid, and saying something like, 'My brother's amazing! He can make things fly through the air with his mind, so there!' That sort of childish thing. There's no chance of you or Carol doing something like that, but I fear Donna might because she's so competitive, impulsive and impatient. I don't think she could walk away from someone badmouthing me."

Julia let the matter drop, changing the subject to ask me, "Is your studying going all right? I guess you had a problem if Dad was in here?"

"Studying is going fine. I had one little comprehension problem I couldn't solve, but Prof thinks the lecturer left something out of the notes. It was no big deal, I just skipped over it and carried on until Prof came and explained it. I'm ahead of schedule for the two courses. I'll be even faster with the new computer setup. That should be arriving this afternoon, according to Prof. If that's anything like as good as I think it'll be then I'll definitely be able to complete a third course this year. I'll do one morning's study with the new computer setup to check its effect on my rate, then I'll talk with Prof about the third course."

I picked up the note Julia had left me, waved it a little, and said, "I looked at your website. Everything seems fine to me. I couldn't think of a single correction or omission, so for what my opinion is worth, you've done a very good job. I'm puzzled why you're not going to start using it immediately? Not that I'm necessarily greedy for more girls; it's just that I'm intellectually puzzled. Also, more girls would be good, haha."

Julia explained, "Mom was right that I shouldn't be trying to get every girl wanting you. That was silly of me. I've got too much pride, I guess. All the work I needed to do to get them all hooked on you and treating you the right way was stressing me out. Under the new scheme the idea is that they sink or swim by themselves. But while I was typing up the description of the new process, I worried that not enough girls will be sufficiently motivated to enter such a clearly competitive race, or if they do enter, they'll just sit on the butt because they're too used to guys chasing them. One partial answer would be to have another document on the website about how incredible you are, as a way of motivating the girls. Things like your being on schedule to graduate a BS in Math next year, six years ahead of what normal people achieve, your 10k running race win, and things like that. We could keep adding to it, as you did new things, like bowling 300. But I'm not going to do that, as I don't want to say anything on the website that clearly identifies you, in case it comes back to haunt you when you start getting involved in politics..."

That was so preposterous and surprising that I couldn't help myself. "{Snort!}. Sorry, but that's NEVER going to happen. Not only do I have no interest in politics, I wouldn't touch it with a ten-foot pole. I've been brought up hearing how bad politicians are, and everything I've seen for myself seems to confirm that. One of Dad's favorite jokes is that 'poly' means 'many', and ticks are blood-sucking insects, so 'politics' is 'many blood-sucking insects'. He'd never forgive me if I got involved in politics."

"You may find that politics gets involved with you. If you're as successful as I expect you to be, then you might have to deal with politicians whether you want to or not. I'm playing safe by not identifying you on the website, so I can't include a list of your accomplishments, which makes me worry about how to motivate the girls to try hard enough. I decided to wait a few days to see what happens about the money. Every girl understands how important money is and your becoming a millionaire will become widely known in no time at all. Even the girls who aren't purely motivated by greed will appreciate the importance of your being rich. You don't mind holding back on launching the website do you?"

"Heavens no! That's only about getting me new girls." (I'm not crazy! Keep reading.) "There are heaps of girls around me already, plus I imagine Chloe will be two major additions very soon. We can certainly wait until your parents finish their research before deciding what to do. If they find a solution that we accomplish quickly, the website might only be held up for a few days. If the results of your parents' research are bad, we can discuss what to do next on the weekend. Waiting a few days is irrelevant." I pride myself on being considerate. Julia can take it easy for a few days by only throwing a few new girls at me. Just so long as she doesn't make a habit of slacking off like that!

"Good. I thought you'd be okay with it. Shall we go get showered and changed?"

"Give me a minute or two to finish tidily please."

Julia had slept alone and missed me, so we fooled around in the shower together. We were a bit late getting down to breakfast, so I had to cover my breakfast topics quickly. "Vanessa, Prof's going to choose my Mathematics elective courses for me, because I don't know enough to be able to choose them myself. He suggested I talk with you about which BCC electives I should do. What do you think?"

"How about I print out a list of all the BCC courses at work today, and put ticks alongside the courses I'd like you to think about? With two ticks alongside the courses that I'm particularly eager for you to do, such as 'Ethics and Power'. You can make your choices from there."

"That sounds good, thanks." Not only good, but quicker and less dictatorial than I'd expected. I continued, "Prof, I'm almost certain I can finish a third Math course this year. I was thinking of doing one morning's study with the new computer system, to check how fast I can get through the material with it, but that's really not necessary as even my current rate is fast enough. What do you think about me starting another one?"

"After your test results and the improvement the second computer should provide, maybe another two! Before you get worried, let me explain. Let's assume you do them in sequence and that you complete the first of those two courses, being your third course overall, as that's what you just asked for. We're only talking about your fourth course being a possible problem. The most important consideration is that you can't take the exam and pass the course unless you enroll in it, but enrolling doesn't have any downside. You don't have to take the exam if you choose not to and enrolling doesn't cost you anything, so there's no reason not to enroll. Theoretically I could enroll you in every single undergraduate course we offer, and just let you work on whichever ones you want. That'd be silly, but it illustrates my point. There's certainly no reason why I can't enroll you in two more courses, on the reasonable chance that you can be ready to take the fourth exam. It doesn't matter too much if you don't get all the work done by exam time. Even if you only manage to read 75% of the lectures, you could still take the exam. Judging by your 100% test results, you'd get 75% of the questions right and still pass. So if you think it's possible that you'll be able to read most of the fourth course's lectures, then it's easily worth giving it a shot."

#1: < I never thought of not having to read all the lectures. That's a good point.>

#4: <Yeah. That means we've got a good chance of doing two more courses. It'd be scary taking an exam knowing we didn't have a clue as to what was covered in several of the lectures, but it's probably doable.>

#1: <Even better, if we did 80% of all FOUR courses, that's only 3.2 courses' worth of work, and I'm sure we can fit that in. We should have time to quickly skim the missing lectures, so we might be able to guess at some of the exam questions.>

Prof was still talking, "I'm going to suggest you do the two new courses in sequence, with the most useful one first. If you don't have time to read enough of the lectures to take the exam, you'd do it next year as normal. Or if you do get enough of it read, then you can take the exam and finish off the reading after the exam, so there wouldn't be any gaps in your knowledge when you do later courses.

^-- "My last point is that as wonderful as your two 100% test results were, you don't need to be that studious. If you sped up your reading of the lecture notes, you might get the occasional exam question wrong, but you'd cover significantly more material. I'd recommend that, because I think speed is probably more important than 100% comprehension this year, as long as your comprehension doesn't suffer too much. Have I convinced you to try for four courses?"

I answered, "I think so, especially as you say there's no reason not to try for them. I hadn't thought about not reading all the lectures but still taking the exam. That makes it more doable. While you were talking I wondered about only reading 80% of all four courses' lectures, which would be 3.2 courses' worth of reading, which I could certainly fit in. But that's not a good idea if some of the courses are more important than others, is it?"

"Not really, no. Theoretically you could read 80% of each course, take the exams, and finish reading them over summer. The important courses are only important because they're prerequisites for later courses, and filling in the gaps over summer would take care of that. But I don't like the risk of your doing poorly in too many exams. I'd much rather you read 100% of three courses, and whatever you can of the fourth. If that happened to be only 20%, then simply don't take that exam until the following year.

^-- "No one's going to fault you for not being able to pack the fourth course into such a short time, but they would fault you if all of your exam results were disappointing, especially if some of them were fails. There's also a complicating factor to do with prerequisites. The third course I'm going to enroll you in is Calculus 252. You're doing Calculus 251 now, which is the prerequisite for 252. Strictly speaking you shouldn't start 252 until you've finished 251, but you're far enough through and doing well enough to be able to do it, but it makes doing 251 properly important. Reading only 80% of 251 would impact on 252. If you then read only 80% of 252 the gaps in your knowledge could compound badly."

"Okay, Prof. I won't cut corners that way. I was nervous about skipping lectures anyway, so I'm happy not to deliberately do it. But you also suggested I speed up. Isn't that much the same as skipping lectures, in that I might end up getting poor results in all four exams?"

"I don't think so. Not reading lectures will have a roughly linear effect on your grades, but reading faster might have no effect at all, especially if you chose to speed up in areas you think unlikely to be in the final exam. Even if you only 80% comprehended something tested in the exam, you could probably work out the remaining 20% while you were answering the question. I saw how fast you did those tests, so you'd probably have time to do that. You have to judge your speed for yourself, but the two 100% tests are a good indication that you can go faster."

"I'll try. I'm hoping to do as many courses as I can this year because it means fewer next year. I'm terrified of the courses I'll be doing at the end of next year, so the more time I've got to work on them, the better. You say I can finish the degree next year, but I have serious doubts about my ability to understand the advanced courses."

"No one else doubts you can, Mark. Even the 300 and 400 level courses are still only undergraduate courses, so effectively just more schoolwork. If you do the work, you'll pass. They're the best part of a year away, so let's not worry about them now. I'll ask Maureen to enroll you in the two new courses today, and I'll bring the textbooks home with me. Do Calculus 252 first, because that's the most important one."

"Okay." I was okaying Prof's telling me to do Calc 252 first, not his telling me not to worry about the advanced courses. I was definitely going to keep worrying about those.

Having finished talking, I put my head down and concentrated on breakfast.

We picked up my sisters, then headed to school. As soon as we'd left my place, Carol told me, "Mom made a few comments at breakfast about the sex sounds we made last night. She's not angry, but she's finding it a bit hard to get used to all the sex she knows is going on, especially with Donna getting involved. I told her truthfully what had happened last night, especially that Donna had mostly been a spectator, but Mom was still uncomfortable about it. I think she wants to protect us, but no one else wants her to, especially not Donna and me. Even Dad was supportive of us."

Donna happily informed me, "Dad said I could have sex with you Mark. Isn't that great?"

Carol and I both laughed. Carol corrected, "Dad said he was 'okay with it'. I'm sure he'd be even more okay with your NOT doing it, Donna. He just said that it's obvious Donna is willing, and..."

"VERY willing!"

" ... and that you're not trying to take advantage of her..."

"No, dammit! I wish you would."

" ... Which are the same comments that Donna made at the breakfast table, leaving no one in doubt about her opinion. Dad said that if anything happened, it'd be for good reasons and that he wasn't too concerned about having children that got along so well together. Donna decided that meant Dad was giving her permission to have her way with you."

Donna clarified, "I want to have LOTS of different ways with you: me on top, me underneath, the way we were lying last night when I could feel your cock. If it was hard it could go right into me, and that'd be great to try. I also want to try..."

I left Donna listing all the things she wanted to try. It was a surprisingly long list, so I suspected she'd been giving it considerable thought. She didn't need any comment from me, not even that none of those things were going to happen until I decided, as she already knew that. Instead I thought about Mom. Mom had been much more accepting back when the marriage had taken place, but lately she's been unhappy with the situation. Not unhappy enough to put her foot down about any part of it, but unhappy nonetheless. The situation wasn't likely to change in a way that would make her happier either. Quite the reverse, as there'll be even more girls for me, and more sex for both Carol and slowly for Donna. I didn't want to change the situation to make Mom happy, so I had to do something about her view of it, as Mom being continually unhappy was bad for lots of reasons, not the least of which was that I simply didn't want her to be unhappy, especially not about anything I was responsible for.

The question was how to change Mom's attitude? Demonstrating TK to her had worked the first couple of times, but doing it again wasn't going to help. It occurred to me that she probably felt left out of everything that was going on. Unfortunately, I couldn't think of anything I could get her to participate in. What I thought would work - based on what little I knew about females - would be to get her heavily involved in decorating the mansion. Surely all females would love doing that? The obvious problem being that we didn't yet have a mansion to decorate, and I didn't know how long it'd take to get one.

It took me a while, but I eventually zeroed in on the 'fact' that Carol and I were together because my abilities were 'probably' (cough, cough) genetic. That rationale applied equally to Donna, giving us an excuse for Donna's increasing sexual involvement. I decided that I had to emphasize how important to the human race my having children with my sisters might be. In other words, and in the absence of a better idea, I had to add some more lies to that fake theory. I gave it more thought, thinking of several things to do and say. I resolved to use them on Mom at the very first opportunity. Which would be when? Tomorrow night, as Julia already has this evening booked for me to thrash Ava and sleep with Katelin overnight. I COULDN'T believe that neither of those two planned events had crossed any of my minds this morning. It was still early in the day, but I was stunned that I'd forgotten both of them. I preferred not to think about Ava's thrashing, but to fail to eagerly anticipate sex with Katelin was a worry. Fortunately I knew I was still sane, because I was still eagerly anticipating the fruition of Julia's plan for Chloe.

Having thought it through and having decided what I wanted to do to cheer Mom up, and when, I turned to my secretary to inform her of the change to my availability, "Julia, I've been thinking about Mom and Dad. Especially about Mom being unhappy with some of the sexual aspects of what we're doing. I think I need to have a serious talk with them about it. I'm busy this evening with Ava and Katelin, but there's nothing booked for tomorrow as far as I know, so I'll do it then. I'll have dinner at my house and talk with them afterward. It might take as long as an hour, so I don't think I'll be available for any of the usual things you arrange for me. Is that okay with you?"

Julia answered, "It's good."

I had a small surge of negative feelings in reaction to that answer: why was it good that I couldn't do anything with Julia tomorrow evening? I managed to suppress the feeling, but still had to ask, "Why is it good?"

"Because you've obviously been thinking the problem through for the last few minutes, have made a plan, and are going to act on it. That's exactly the way I want you to learn to behave. So it's VERY good."

So much for the stupid reasons that had crossed my mind. Now I felt ashamed of myself for thinking them. I looked at Julia, and saw that she was looking at me. I suspected she understood the mistake I'd made, but she said nothing about it. Instead, a couple of seconds later, she asked me, "Do you want Carol or Donna there, or should they come to my place?"

So much for my believing I'd thought it all through, as I hadn't considered including the girls in the conversation. Now that I thought about it, there were some good reasons to do so. There was no reason not to include Carol, so she was in. She wasn't necessary, but she'd help, so she was definitely in. Donna was more of a problem. Actually more like three problems, as I intended to briefly mention my TK again, to demonstrate light blobs in a specific way, and to talk about my having babies with the girls. I had no intention whatsoever of having babies with Donna, but that wasn't going to stop me talking to Mom and Dad as if humanity's future might depend on it happening. I didn't want Donna to hear that, as it could be a real pain either way. If she wanted babies, she'd be disappointed that I didn't act on it and might start nagging me. If she didn't want them, she'd be unhappy that I said we might have to for the sake of humanity. If I explained to her that our babies wouldn't be special, that might get back to Mom and Dad years before I was ready to let them know that, well after Carol was 18. It would definitely be best to leave Donna out of it.

The conversation with Mom and Dad was going to be about Donna as much as Carol, but luckily I hadn't mentioned that in the car, with Donna in the seat behind me. I said, "Definitely Carol should be with me, as the conversation with Mom and Dad will be about Carol's role as my wife. It's a matrimonial matter, so not relevant to Donna." I half-expected Donna to butt in with a comment. She didn't, so I was surprisingly able to carry on talking. "Thanks for your offer, but there's no need for Donna to go to your place. She can watch TV at ours, while we talk in one of the other rooms."

This time Donna did comment, asking, "Can I listen please?"