Chapter 270: About Two More Girls: Savannah and Abigale

Late-June to Early-July, 2005

Of the Target Girls, Savannah was a somewhat special case as she'd been the one that'd spurred me to start the Target Game, was the one that I had the easiest access to, and some relationship momentum with, so I had some extra plans for her. Soon after the Aquatic Center visit, and before the first Target Game date a few days later, I had a talk with Carol about what I wanted to do with Savannah. Carol laughed and said she'd help. She also expressed a fair amount of concern about her ability to fool Savannah.

Because I've been following topic threads recently, rather than keeping to a strict chronology, you know that Carol did fine. Other than Carol's forming the Cuties which had been friendship-based rather than involving manipulation, and when I thrust Savannah on Carol at the Aquatic Center when Carol hadn't had time to worry about it, Carol hadn't had much experience at playing mind-games on people. Nor had this Carol seen Julia in action much yet, so Carol felt inexperienced and unsure. She was better than her low opinion of her skill though, as proved by how well she'd done planting the seeds of her imminent lesbianism at the Aquatic Center. I gave her plenty of reassurance, and coached her on the simple role I had for her. I think all girls are born tricky, so I wasn't at all surprised when Carol easily handled the job.

During the first Target Game date, Savannah tried to work her magic on me. As soon as she started, I exclaimed, "Savannah! Oh yes, there was something I meant to do about you. What was it?"

Savannah looked puzzled, having no idea what I was talking about.

I acted puzzled for a few seconds, then suddenly exclaimed, "Ahh, I remember now!" I turned and called, "CAROL." When Carol arrived, I asked her, "Remember that at the Aquatic Center I asked you to test Savannah's humility?"

"Yes, I remember."

"I forgot to ask you what you thought about it?"

"You want me to tell you in front of her?"

"If she's humble, she'll easily be able to handle the praise. If she's not humble, it'd be good for her to hear your criticism."

"You're very smart about people, Mark! I'm sure you know already, but Savannah ISN'T humble. When I asked her to do little things she had to swallow her anger, because she considered them beneath her. She must like you a great deal, to have swallowed so much anger, but a humble person wouldn't have felt the anger in the first place."

I was about to ask Savannah what she thought, but she jumped in before I had a chance, "I did EVERYTHING Carol asked me to do! I ran back and forth to the store, rubbed lotion on her back, carried your bags, and lots of..."

"RELAX Savannah! You're underestimating me again. First, I know that Carol made several mistakes..."

"I did?" asked Carol, as called for by my zigzaggy script.

"Sure. For instance, that Savannah swallowed her anger wasn't because she likes me so much, but because she has ambitious hopes for herself. Your errors don't matter. You called it as you saw it, which is exactly what I wanted you to do. I understand the way you think well enough that what you said tells me what you saw, and I can form my own opinions from that. It's the same with Savannah. When she speaks, I understand what she's saying, but more importantly I understand the real motivation behind it.

^-- "You need to know two things, Savannah: your games don't work on me, and you could become a person I'd like to have as a special friend. You're only wasting my time the way you are now, so I guess it depends on how much you want to be a big part of my life. My life is going to contain all sorts of amazing things. I've already got powerful people doing things for me, like getting me my license when I was fourteen. How many teenage boys rent private jets to fly his friends to Rodeo Drive for shopping trips? And wait till you see the new $3 million house I'm buying! Are you willing to do what it takes to have a life full of power and money?"

#3: <I'm looking forward to seeing our new house myself. I wonder when we'll get to see it?>

#1: <Before we go to Europe hopefully, but Vanessa's been very uninformative about that.>

"Like what?" Savannah asked suspiciously.

"Haha. It's so funny seeing the suspicion on your face. You can't honestly suspect that I could be bothered trying to trick you into anything sexual! I've got a fantastic sex-life already, so I don't need to trick you into anything. I'm happy to admit that you've got a sexy body, and that if you had the right sexual attitude you'd be great fun in bed. I'm also positive that if we went to bed, it'd be you that got the most out of it. I'm VERY good at sex. I'd rock your world far beyond anything you've ever experienced before.

^-- "Your suspicions are needless. I have no intention of having you in my bed until I'm convinced that you've got the right attitude, and especially the right sexual attitude. Sex is fantastic when the participants are wholly motivated with how much pleasure they can give, rather than being wrapped up in themselves. I don't know where my life is going to take me - Rodeo Drive a month or so ago, London and Paris soon, and who knows where after that - but if you want to have a front row seat next to me, you're going to have to stop being so suspicious, and start proving to me that you've got the attitudes that I look for."

I didn't actually promise her a "front row seat next to me"; I just said what she had to do if she wanted one. Maybe somewhat deceptive (okay, definitely deceptive), but those were the rules she brought to the game. I was jiggling my bait (money), just like she was jiggling her bait (sex). She'd had a great deal of practice jiggling her bait, while I was very new at bait jiggling, but I had the most power because Savannah was far greedier for my bait than I was for hers. If I never had sex with Savannah, I wouldn't be too worried about it. But if Savannah saw my money receding out of her reach, she'd probably cry with frustration. That disparity made a HUGE difference, giving me a chance to actually succeed at this.

She asked me, "What attitudes?"

"Like I said before, some humility and being more giving sexually, rather than treating sex like it's bait you can use to control people. Between people who are friends, sex is fun and a gift, not a means of manipulation. Can you be more humble and sexually giving, or don't you want to have a big part of my life?"

"What do you mean 'sexually giving'? Didn't you just say you didn't want to have sex with me?"

"I said I don't want to have sex with you UNTIL you have the right attitude. If you get that attitude, I'll be having more sex with you than you dreamed your body could handle. When I say I want you to be 'sexually giving' I'm not talking about the physical act. I'm sure you can perform the physical act of sex without any problem. It's the emotional issue that I'm talking about. You really are too focused on sex; it's not nearly as important as you think it is.

^-- "Anyway, we've talked too long already because there are so many others here that I should spend time talking to. I'm far too busy to spend time with you to measure your improving attitude, so if you want a big part of my life we'd have to get someone else to do that for me. Not a guy obviously, because you won't be able to stop thinking he's after sex." I pretended to suddenly have an idea, "Ahh!" (that's me having the idea). I turned to Carol, "Carol, seeing as how you've already started measuring Savannah at the Aquatic Center, do you mind if I ask you to keep doing that please?"

Carol answered, "I'll do anything you want. You're my favorite brother."

"Speaking as your sole brother, I thank you for your compliment. Savannah has the potential to be a very important person in my life, so this is important. Before she can join me, she needs to convince you that she can be more humble, and that she can treat sex as a giving, generous activity rather than as a way of manipulating people. That's important too, because I would like to have a great deal of sex with her once she has the right attitude." I was emphasizing that, because it was Savannah's number one weapon (her only weapon, actually). She'd feel much more secure and confident in her ability to manipulate me if she knew we were going to be sexual, especially as it seemed as I was already half under her sexual spell.

"I understand," agreed Carol. Adding, "Savannah hasn't said she wants to do this yet?"

We both looked at Savannah, waiting for her answer.

"I'm not sure what you're talking about? What will you want me to do?"

I answered, "The short answer is whatever Carol asks you to do. I'm aware that sounds scary, but remember that Carol is a sweet girl and she knows you could easily become an important person in my life, so she's not going to mistreat you. A better way of thinking about it is that Carol will be HELPING you get ready to be my girlfriend."

"Why can't we just start dating, like couples normally do?"

"Because as you are right now, you aren't the sort of girl that I want to date. I know you have the potential to be very much more suitable for me than you are now, but you aren't that person yet. If I started dating you now, you'd never make the effort to change, plus I wouldn't enjoy your company. If you let Carol help you for a while, you'll soon be a significant part of my life."

"But what will Carol be making me do?"

"Whatever she thinks is best. You're a VERY suspicious person, Savannah. No wonder you're so selfish. You don't trust anyone, do you? How can you POSSIBLY mistrust Carol? She's got no reason whatsoever to mistreat you in any way, and she knows you could be important to me, so she's going to be NICE to you, for goodness sake. I'm tired of wasting time going around in circles with you. Do what Carol says, or don't do what Carol says. It's your choice. I'm going for a swim, bye."

I left Savannah asking Carol questions. Carol didn't take that for long, soon joining me in the water. We couldn't talk, because I was busy playing "Toss the Girl". With 120 pounds of boost-assist, I was SERIOUSLY good at throwing girls into the air. Quite a few of the girls here hadn't been with us at the Aquatic Center, so I was showing off for their benefit, which was really for my four teammates' benefit, which would eventually be for my benefit too, so everyone was benefiting. That's the sort of wonderful guy I am. Plus I got to feel lots of pretty girls' asses too.

Back at the Aquatic Center, I'd gotten Carol to test Savannah's humility. I'd gotten smarter now, and had worked sexual attitude into the issue, giving Carol the opening she needed to do sexual things with Savannah. Carol started very slow and easy, as I'd told Carol to take her time because we had all summer. Savannah was difficult to work with. She strongly disliked being made to do tasks that were beneath her, and unsurprisingly, most activities were located south of the line of Savannah's over-inflated dignity. She also balked at most sexual activity too. She'd rub suntan lotion onto Carol's back, but made a fuss about rubbing it on her front.

Carol soon discovered a good response at such times, "Fine. I'll do it myself. Go back to your towel and don't bother me again." Being sent away obviously wasn't doing anything to get Savannah closer to me, so she'd swallow her complaints and get on with whatever Carol had asked for in the first place.

Carol didn't make much progress with Savannah initially. That didn't really matter, as it wasn't inconveniencing Carol much; taking only a few minutes a couple of times per date.

Amusingly, it became much easier when I jiggled Savannah's bait (sex), rather than mine (money). Savannah was blown away by how good I was when I demonstrated my sexual prowess on the lucky winner of the Rock, Paper, Scissors game during the first of the three very sexually explicit Target Game dates. I gave that girl half a dozen orgasms in about twenty five minutes (I did describe her as the "lucky winner"), and I clearly could've kept giving them to her for much longer, something that Ava, Pat, Alexis and Julia all confirmed, saying that I often screwed them nonstop for four or five hours, giving all of them as many orgasms as they could handle. Savannah WANTED that! She deserved the best, and she'd just seen - right in front of her eyes - that I was absolutely the best! Or maybe her sudden surge in motivation was caused by the sight of my cute butt repeatedly clenching. Nah, on second thought it was more likely because all the other girls had seen that I was the best, so Savannah's ego wanted me.