Chapter 322: Ron Reacquires a Previous Life's Hobby

Monday, September 18 to Saturday, September 23, 2006 (Continued)

Going back to just after the CIA-inspired military attack happened.

I'm pretty sure I'm exaggerating - although it's hard to tell with Julia sometimes - that even more tragic than our home being attacked by the Army, was Julia's being forced to postpone my "Coming Out Party". Not so much because of the attack itself, which at most could be said to have lasted five minutes, but because of the aftermath to it. The property damage, the ravening pack of media camped outside our barricade, and the distractions, all conspired to keep my coming out in. We were far too publicly exposed to have anything like a sexy party around the pool, because the media and our now very vigilant guards would've noticed all the sex going on.

It was either not have me come out, or Julia had to scale down her idea for the party. It was a very difficult and unpleasant decision for her, because Julia HATES scaling anything down. I wasn't sure she even knew how. She had to though, because she wanted me to get back to "playing around" as Mark used to: for my education and fun. They were the same reasons, which was hardly surprising since I was the same guy. Julia had been VERY impressed by how fast I'd learned and gained confidence when I was Mark, and she wanted to continue my education as Ron.

I didn't object strongly (rubbing my hands together with glee and saying "Yippee" is not objecting strongly). Julia also thought I deserved to have fun. I'd had a terrible time as a prisoner, then had to escape so violently and go through all the trouble of becoming Ron, all while worrying about my families and being unable to contact them. I DEFINITELY deserved some good times, Julia claimed. I objected just as strongly to that.

The attack had been on September 7, and as day after day went past with the media and other distractions making any sort of party impossible, Julia eventually crumbled under the frustration of my continually 'staying in', so she invited Mark's twelve favorite girls over for a dinner on Saturday, September 23:

• Alexis.

• Pat.

• Katelin; half out of charity in her case.

• Diana and Claire Norris.

• Zoe; a Carol's Cutie and very good friend of Diana's. She'd initially caught my attention by being happy to see Mark kiss Diana. I'd gotten involved with her too, and had a threesome and a foursome with her and one or both Norris girls. She was one of the few Cuties who knew that Mark liked Diana and Claire so much.

• Carina Durham and Victoria; both from Pipeline Group 1A.

• Four others from later pipeline groups. I'd had twenty six pipeline dates by the time the DHS kidnapped me. Groups 4A and 4B had just started and weren't represented at Julia's dinner party. These four girls were the survivors from 2A through to 3B, one from last year's grade 10, three from last year's grade 12 (last school year being when all these pipeline groups had started. School was about to restart its new academic year next week).

When Julia had invited them to come, she'd said, "I've got some very good news for you personally, and some other news I think you should be very interested in. Make sure you come on Saturday. I think you should wear your blah, blah, with the blah and the blah."

On hearing Julia's clothing recommendations, they responded with something like, "Who's the boy you want to impress?"

"You'll find out on Saturday. We'll be having a spa party too, so DON'T bring a suit."

By then, Mark's Wing had been 90% repaired from its strafing. The town's builders, electricians, merchants, etc., were falling all over themselves to give us good service. The second settlement's negotiation was public knowledge by now, and we would've gotten good service even without that, so the "falling all over themselves" was VERY sincere.

Julia just had some nice restaurant food delivered in the afternoon, and we had an informal dinner in Mark's Wing living room.

Every girl attended. That I was the only male in attendance didn't go unnoticed by the sexily dressed girls. Also noticed was Carol's, Ava's and Julia's treating me very affectionately, and Carol's not being the least bit surprised or upset about Ava's and Julia's actions. Girls are good at noticing that sort of thing.

Julia didn't keep them waiting long before explaining, "What I'm going to say next sounds sad, but don't let it get you down. We - the Andersons and Williams - are taking it as a new beginning rather than an end. It's exactly eight months to the day since the DHS kidnapped Mark and our two families have decided that Mark isn't coming back. We're not going to forget him, and we're not going to get him legally declared dead, but we are going to start moving forward.

^-- "One of the things we're doing is guessing what we think Mark would like us to do in the event of his death. In effect, guessing what his Last Will and Testament would be. We've invited you - his favorite girlfriends - here to give you some good news. You know that Mark thought college was important, so we've decided that he would've liked his favorite girls to have the opportunity to go to college easily if they wanted to. So on your eighteenth and next three birthdays you'll be getting a check from Mark's account for $5,000. For college or whatever else you want to..."

Julia was interrupted twelve times.

It took a few minutes to reassure them into believing it, that it really was $20,000 for each of them, for all twelve of them, that it didn't matter whether they went to college or not. Julia dramatically gave the girls who were already eighteen their checks. Three of the girls were already nineteen - two going to college, one not - so they got $10,000 each. The checks certainly convinced everyone that it was for real.

In case you're wondering, it was my way of making up for keeping them in the dark that Mark was still alive. It was only $240,000 in total, which was petty cash for Mark, especially considering that Mark wasn't around to spend his own money. Plus (at the time this was happening) the second settlement was well down the track and obviously going to happen. I could've easily afforded to give much more, but both sets of parents don't believe in giving people free rides because then people don't try hard or appreciate what they've been given.

Once all the "Thank yous" and "Are you sures?" were over, Julia continued, "There are NO conditions. However, I want you to tell a little fib about a little condition, because I've got a little scheme I'm working on. I want you to tell your parents that it's conditional on your remaining good friends with us."

"But we would anyway."

"It's mostly for Diana's, Claire's and Zoe's benefits, so they'll find it easier to get permission to visit often. Maybe for you too Pat, or anyone else who thinks your parents might not approve your coming here often or staying long."

Carina asked, "You want us all to say the money's conditional, or just who you named? Because I'd rather tell Mom and Dad the truth."

"It's only to make it easier for the younger girls to visit, so it depends on whether word would get back to their parents. If your parents can keep the lack of condition a secret, then you can tell them if you like."

"They're gonna want to know why?"

"Mainly so Diana and Claire can visit and maybe stay overnight sometimes, but that needs more explanation..."

"Yeah?"

"That's the second thing we're doing that Mark would want us to do. Most of you know that Mark liked Diana and Claire a great deal, but he also spent time with them because he wanted to give them self-confidence and knowledge about sex and relationships so they could resist their parents' repressive attitude. Mackenzie got brainwashed into being negative about boys, and Mark didn't want that to happen to Diana and Claire. Mark would want them to continue to have good experiences with a boy, so that's why I want their parents to encourage them to come here."

"What boy?" asked several of the girls, especially Diana and Claire.

Victoria guessed, "Ron! You're talking about Ron aren't you?"

"Got it in one, Victoria," agreed Julia. "Carol, Ava and I sleep with Ron every night now, and he's..."

"I thought he was Carol's boyfriend? | "He's always been so quiet." | "I thought you loved Mark?"

Julia said, "Think about Ron for a minute. He had the brains and courage to take a leap out of a concrete jungle into a totally different environment. He was only working for Mom a couple of weeks and he impressed her enough that she argued for cutting Ron in for a full share on the first settlement. Felicity and Steven could've split that 1.5 billion anyway they wanted, but they agreed to give Ron $125 million. How many people do you know that could impress my mom $125 million worth in two weeks? Even Mark would've had trouble impressing Mom that much.

^-- "Without even trying to - just by his character - he convinced Carol that maybe boys aren't so bad after all. Carol was very uninterested in guys, and is still uninterested in them, but Ron has impressed the pants off her, haha. First Ava and then me too started sleeping with him and Carol. Not just for sex, but for friendship. You've seen him around the pool with girls: he doesn't chase girls sexually because he values emotions more. He's VERY sensitive to emotions, so he makes a great boyfriend. He's an AMAZINGLY good lover too! He hasn't got Mark's superhuman endurance or physique, but..."

Ava interrupted, on schedule, "I've had several guys. After knowing Mark, I'd rate Mark 10 out of 10, and every other guy a 1 or 2. But Ron's an 8. He's ALMOST as good as Mark, which I'd never have thought any other guy could be, but Ron is."

Julia took over, "You've seen how sensitive Ron is. He keeps very quiet, but trust me that he's smarter and more sensitive than you've noticed. He's EXCELLENT boyfriend material. He'd have to be, to have changed Carol's attitude the way he did. Ava and I shared Mark very happily, so we know how good sharing can be when everyone values each other. Carol saw that happening with Mark so she knows it too. The three of us are very happy to share Ron. We WANT to share him because we know that works best. But we had a heck of a job talking Ron into that. He came to Corvallis determined to turn over a new leaf and to be a very good person, so it wasn't easy to convince him that having three or more girlfriends made him an even better person. But he's VERY sensitive, so he could tell we believed what we were saying.

^-- "Diana and Claire, you saw how fast Ron decided he liked you when you first met him. He's an excellent judge of character, and he likes you both very much. Ava, Carol and I think Ron would be even better for you than Mark was, which is a VERY strong recommendation. That's why we want your parents to think your college funds depend on your coming here often, so you can spend time with Ron. We're positive that you and Ron will enjoy yourselves very much."

"But we hardly know him," objected Claire.

"You know me though," countered Julia. "I helped you with Mark right from the beginning, gave you advice, let you spend time with him, and I spent a lot of time with Mark talking about what he thought about you and Diana. I know Ron will be very good for you."

Carol got off my lap and said, "I've known Diana most of my life and I know Ron very well now too. I know Ron will be WONDERFUL for Diana and Claire. So come on you two, I'm dragging you up to bed with Ron. You know I've NEVER done anything nasty to you, Diana. You're my friend and this is the best thing for you."

"But I don't want to have sex."

"Who said you'd be having sex? You've seen him around the pool when there've been lots of girls in swimsuits. Has he ever looked like he wanted to make a grab for them? He's not like that. If he had been, I never would've stopped being a lesbian. I just want you and Claire to spend some quality time with Ron. Don't you trust me to be kind to you?"

"Well yeah, but..."

"No buts. Come on."

Carol dragged Diana's hand and pulled her reluctantly to her feet, then out of the room, calling after her, "You come too, Claire. If there are two of you, Ron won't be able to turn into his usual, wild, sex-maniac-beast self. You can tickle him to make him stop. Come on Ron, you too."

"I know. I'm waiting for Claire. I don't want her to feel pressured."

"Go on, Claire," pressured Julia.

"Yeah, go on," pressured Ava. "He's a wonderful guy and very kind."

With Carol dragging Diana forward, and with Claire being pressured from behind by Julia, Ava and me (by standing waiting for her), the two Norris girls were coerced up the stairs and into the bedroom.

"Take your clothes off," instructed Carol, to Diana.

"Ahh, I don't..."

"Are you silly enough to believe your parents that bodies are evil? Or do you think my boyfriend is evil? TRUST me, Diana; I wouldn't be getting you to do this unless I was VERY sure that you were safe. You've seen Ron around the pool; he doesn't leer at girls. Do what I say and you'll soon be very happy."

"But I don't want sex."

"You know how sensitive Ron is. If you don't want sex, he's going to know that and he's not going to try anything. He's a GREAT guy."

"Then why do you want us to get undressed?"

"Because this is about trust, not sex. You need to learn to trust Ron, because he's going to become important to you. Didn't you learn from Mark that some boys are trustworthy? Mark wasn't the only trustworthy boy in the whole world. Ron is even MORE trustworthy because he's so sensitive about people." (We were emphasizing my sensitivity to make me distinct from Mark, to make it less likely for any of the girls to suspect Ron is Mark.)

Carol quickly stripped Diana. It wasn't a coincidence that Diana was wearing an outfit that was easy to remove, Carol having told her what to wear.

I'd turned my back on them, stripped myself, then slid into bed with as much modesty as possible.

Claire was easier to manage than Diana, so both girls were soon naked. I was lying on my back, looking in the other direction.

Carol pushed them to get into bed on either side of me. "Move closer to him girls." Carol physically pushed Diana sideways on the bed, not giving her much choice. "You too, Claire. Ron, please put your arms around each of them. Thanks. I'm going leave all the doors open. If you think Ron is a scary, horrible monster then scream and we'll come running. But I can see you've got nothing to worry about." Carol pointed to my midsection's lack of a point. "Ron won't start anything; he's not like that. Have a good talk, bye." Carol left the room.

As soon as Carol started going down the stairs, I said, "Carol confuses the heck out of me. I want to be a good boyfriend for her, but she's so strange so I need your advice. Was her brother really Ava's and Julia's boyfriend at the same time?"

It took a little more prompting, but soon Claire was telling me about Mark, Diana joining in not long after. After five minutes of talking about Mark's relationships with Julia and Ava, the Norris girls had lost their self-consciousness and were talking away happily. It was easy to ask them why Mark was so popular, and very soon they were talking about why they loved Mark so much (they were both certain that they loved him). They had a lot of bottled up emotions so they were soon gushing flat out. Sometimes happy emotions, sometimes sad emotions, and sometimes tearful emotions, but I knew very well by now that girls like to cry from time to time. It even makes them feel good.

I'd chosen a good topic, I was a good listener, and I didn't make a single sexual move. I kept the conversation going until they started running down about an hour later.

After the hour or so, during a quiet moment, I said, "Thank you very much. You've given me a lot of good information to think about. We should rejoin the others, so I'll look away while you get dressed then follow after you've left the room." Which reminded them that they were naked; they'd forgotten. I'd like to claim it was because I was so good at this, but it was mostly because they were so focused on their important memories about Mark.

They were confused, "You want to get up?"

"You're feeling better and you've given me enough to think about. To understand Carol I have to understand Mark because he was so important to her. I don't think I could remember any more now, so this would be a good time to stop."

"Carol was right, you weren't going to try anything."

"Of course not! I like you both far too much for that. Normally I'd also say I liked Carol too much to play around behind her back, but it was hardly behind her back was it?"

Claire stated, "I'll say! She MADE US take our clothes off."

"Yeah, Carol's very smart. Because you've been naked with me, now you know you can trust me. I'm glad you do, because I think you're wonderful girls. I'm glad I'm getting to know you better."

"Thank you for letting us talk about Mark. It's made me feel a lot better. We can't talk about him at home the way we want."

"I'm glad I could help. I wonder if Carol knows any more nice, naked girls who need my help, haha."

"But you forgot we were naked!" said Claire, thinking she'd spotted a logical flaw in my statement.

"No I didn't. Guys don't forget things like that. Carol was smart for letting me prove I could be trusted. If I'd truly forgotten you were naked, then that wouldn't have proved I was trustworthy. It might have proved I was stupid though, haha. It was because I was aware of how lovely you are, and because I did nothing about it, that now you know I can be trusted."

"Oh yeah. I didn't think of that. You really think we're lovely?"

"Now you're fishing for compliments! It's nice that you want compliments from me, but I'm still struggling to get used to how Carol and her friends behave, so I'm going to take things cautiously. I'll just say that you know I like you. I liked you both very much the instant I met you."

"Why?" asked Diana. "You didn't know us."

"Some people have a good ear for music, but I have a kind of 'ear' for people's emotions. You have good emotions. On the other hand, you're TERRIBLE at getting dressed quickly. Remember that Julia, Carol and Ava want you to come visiting them more often in the future, so we'll have more time for talking then."

Diana corrected me, "They want us to visit YOU. That's what Julia said this was all about."

"Yeah, I know. That's going too fast for me though. All of you girls are used to sharing Mark, but I'm not used to sharing anyone. I'm trying to slow it down because I don't want to make a mistake and hurt you, or Carol, or anyone else. The others have GOT to be wondering what we're doing in here, and I'll feel better able to resist temptation if I'm with girls who've got their clothes on."

That last comment was a little joke with myself, as I knew the other girls had sneaked out quietly and were sitting naked in the spa tub, talking about Ron and telling Mark stories. That'd been the plan. I'd been watching them with a sight blob the whole time, and it looked like it was going the way Julia planned.

Diana said, "Okay. We'll get up now. Thank you, Ron. Carol's right that you're a wonderful guy." Diana gave my cheek a kiss.

I made myself blush a little and sent some blood to the other end of my body too, even holding my cock upright with NP so it tented the blankets noticeably.

After her kiss, Diana turned to leave the room, but caught sight of my self-advertisement, saying, "Oh!"

Claire followed Diana's look, saying, "Wow. {Giggle}. That's a BIG one!"

I pretended embarrassment, blushing some more and raising my knees to hide the offense. "I'm very sorry. I wasn't expecting you to kiss me, Diana."

#14: <Whoever is doing the acting, I can feel you're making us blush. You've forgotten that our blood isn't red anymore. If the blush gets much stronger the girls will probably think we're about to faint.>

#18: <Oops, I'd forgotten about that. I'll stop the blush.>

"You DO like us!"

"Yes, I do."

"But we're much younger than you?"

"That doesn't seem to be affecting my feelings, does it?"

"Can I have a look at it please?" asked Claire.

"You're going too fast for me, Claire. I have to make SURE no one is going to get hurt before I let anything happen."

"No one will get hurt. Carol WANTS us to have sex with you!"

#3: <I love the way they keep saying "us". If we ever meet this Mark guy, we must thank him for training them so well for us.>

#21: <I'm amused that twenty minutes ago they were crying over how much they loved Mark, and now they're hitting on us. Isn't the resilience of youth wonderful?>

"You're not going to talk me into going faster than I'm comfortable with. Emotions are more important than sex, so I'm not going to do anything until I'm sure everyone's emotions are fine. PLEASE get dressed now, because this has gone too far for me already."

"Can I kiss you too? Diana did, so I should have a turn too."

"That seems fair, but I'm going to keep my knees bent."

"Aww."

"And DON'T make a grab for it the way you're planning."

"Ahh, how did you know?"

"Because I'm good at understanding people, especially pretty girls with sneaky looks on their faces. Give me a kiss...

She did.

"I meant on the CHEEK, naughty girl! Please get dressed and tell the others I'll be down in five minutes."

I could've easily discouraged the girls by pointing out that they wouldn't like it if a guy was grabbing for them when they'd told him not to. I didn't say that though, because I didn't want them to stop wanting to grab me; I only wanted to pretend that I didn't want them to (you've got to use very convoluted tactics when you want to fool girls). The more eager and horny they were, the better.

They got out of bed while I pointedly looked down at my chest with my forehead resting on my raised knees, so I wasn't seeing anything. Except with the sight blob I'd returned to the room for the expressed purpose of seeing everything. It'd been a long time since I'd last had sex with them and both girls had matured very nicely indeed. Diana had a headstart (well, not exactly a "head", but you know what I mean), but Claire was doing a very good job of catching up, or "catching out". Two lovely sisters who enjoyed having threesomes! Ron's life was finally getting back on track. That's not meant to be unfair to Carol, Julia and Ava, as I meant it in the sense that Ron was starting to reacquire Mark's hobbies.

While I'm rambling, I'll mention that of the twelve (ex-?) girlfriends of Mark, we'd started with Diana and Claire because they'd be the most easily scared off by having another guy 'thrust on them'. If I'd started having sex with the easiest convinced girls (Alexis and one of the unnamed pipeline girls) most of the others would've distanced themselves from me, but by starting with the most skittish and pretending to be reluctant and cautious, none of the others would feel threatened or pursued.

"You can look at me if you want," invited Claire.

"And then it'd take me TEN minutes before I could rejoin the others without embarrassing myself. I think I should hide my eyes, thank you."

"You're not like other boys," pointed out Diana.

"I'd find it hard to have a lesbian girlfriend if I was."

"Haha, yeah. Do you like Carol the most?"

"I LOVE her the most, yes. I think she's wonderful. I was surprised how distrustful you two were when Carol dragged you up here. You can't know her very well if you think she was doing anything tricky or mean to you. She's not like that."

They spent the rest of their dressing-time apologizing and assuring me how much they trusted Carol, saying they wouldn't make that mistake again, etc. We could use that to push the Norris girls around in the future, not that it looked like they'd need much pushing. Getting girls to have sex with you is so easy, you just need to have two or three other girls who sing your praises, and then to let the target girl(s) know that you like her/them very much, but you're too much of a gentleman to initiate anything. Before long you're having to fight them off. Happily, Mom has always insisted that I don't fight girls.

Claire and Diana bid me goodbye, then left the room. At the base of the stairs they found the note Ava had left saying "Come to spa pool." They did as instructed finding all the other girls there (it's a big hot tub, exactly for situations such as this). They stripped off and jumped in with all the other naked girls, and spent the next ten minutes informing everyone else what had happened, not happened, and how caring, gentle, considerate, etc., I was.

I waited until Claire and Diana weren't doing most of the talking, then got up, put a pair of longish shorts on, then walked down the stairs and up to the hot tub.

"Hello. Oh! You're all topless."

Ava stood up, to help illustrate her point, "We're all NAKED! You're overdressed, Ron."

"I'm sure it's all of you that are underdressed."

Claire stood up, twisting and turning to make sure I got a good look, "We're not UNDER-dressed, we're UN-dressed, haha."

I dropped my head in apparent embarrassment.

Julia demanded, "Get in. There's almost enough room if you take off those bulky shorts and some of us sit on your lap."

My obvious reluctance caused giggles and laughter.

I said, "I'm still having trouble accepting that Carol's okay with me sleeping with Ava and Julia, and now you're trying to get me to flirt with twelve more girls. How can I make sure everyone is feeling comfortable and happy if you keep adding so many so quickly?"

Julia suggested, "Strip and get in so we can discuss it."

"Okay. I'm reluctant, but I can see you're all comfortable. And in a few cases, far too eager." I pulled my shorts off, dropped them on top of the other clothes, then got in.

Some of the girls moved to make room for me, while Pat asked Diana, "I thought you said he's shy?"

I answered, "I'm not shy at all, especially after all the work I've done for Vanessa has toned my body." (Being un-shy is a little ploy to make me seem dissimilar from Mark.) "Diana probably thought I was shy because I was being so cautious, but that's my wanting to make sure everyone is happy before something develops. I have an important relationship with Carol, and now with Ava and Julia too, which I'm not going to upset just for sex. And I'm not going to have any more lovers until I know that the girls and I like each other enough, how those relationships will work, that they aren't going to upset anybody, and things like that."

I was in the tub by now, with Carol and Julia sitting on my legs and we were hugging each other.

Diana said, "You like Claire and me enough don't you?"

"Yes I do, but I still want to be cautious. Think of it this way, a deaf man wouldn't be concerned about what noises he made, but a guy with very good musical hearing would be much more conscious of that. I don't know how, but I'm good at seeing people's emotions, so I'm cautious about doing things that might upset people. I've always thought that having more than one girlfriend caused nothing but trouble. Carol, Ava and Julia are teaching me that it can work very well, but I still want to be careful."

Julia asked, "Would you be convinced we were fine with it, if Carol and Ava held the girl's legs open while I pushed your ass from behind to help you screw her?"

"Haha. Subtle as usual, Julia. The three of you might be okay with it, but that doesn't sound like your helpless victim would be."

Alexis said, "Julia and Ava have got me horny talking about how good you are, so I'll give you a go."

"Thank you for your very romantic proposition, Alexis, but if I ever have another lover..."

Julia correct me, as I somehow knew she would, "Not if; WHEN. Soon too."

" ... If and when I have another lover, then I'd like it to be either Diana or Claire. They're VERY nice girls. Still young, but I like them very much. So one of them should go first."

Carol suggested, "You don't have to choose between them. Take them both to bed at the same time."

"But they're sisters?" I asked with a carefully puzzled, rather than any sort of negative or positive expression. A reaction that was greeted with laughter, including from Claire and Diana.

Carol said, "They usually had threesomes with Mark, and foursomes with Mark and Zoe too. Or sometimes sex with Ava or me. We've ALL had sex together. You're worrying about it far too much. Once the girls find out how good you are, you're going to be buried in pussy."

With apparent amazement, I exclaimed, "There must be something in Corvallis's water supply!"

I got some laughter, joking agreements, and comments like, "It hasn't been the same since we lost Mark."