Chapter 392: SCS's Outside and My Get-Inside Projects Begin; the Pitch

Saturday, August 18, to Friday, September 7, 2007

During the week that Dad and I had spent fishing, the two SCS "Outside Art" projects had reached the stage where the students were working on our property, under the temporary supervision of one of our staff while my families were away in their various directions. Nevaeh missed that week of extra-curricula art, but seemed to handle the disappointment well. The soon-to-be-juniors team was working on the Adult Pool's Changing Room/Shower/Bathroom (most people call them a pool-house, but that name always gives me the wrong image), and the soon-to-be-seniors team on two exterior walls of Donna's Stable.

On her return from getting culturally edified with some of her friends in New York, Mom took over supervising the SCS teams to make sure they were working well. Reassured, after a few days Mom became "too busy" and delegated much of their supervision to me, giving me plenty of opportunities to work on my "Get Inside Some Of The Students" project.

The multi-faceted project needs a little explanation. There are three levels to it:

1. The world, including SCS, thinks we're sponsoring two extra-curricula art teams. They are working on our property as their first two jobs because that had been quickest and easiest to get going, and because we did want some murals done. After completing our two jobs, they would find their own jobs from the city, businesses, other private individuals, or wherever else they could, and I would continue to subsidize their costs out of a sense of civic responsibility.

2. My family and Nevaeh knew that my real reasons for sponsoring SCS's art classes was a PR exercise intended to improve my image with the public in general, the local Christians especially, and Nevaeh's parents in specific. It would also give Nevaeh an excuse to be on our property often, although that wasn't directly for sex because we couldn't risk her leaving her group to come to my bedroom because that would get back to the school and then to her parents. Having her visit our property even if just to work alongside her classmates was a good way of breaking the ice with her parents because they'd see that nothing evil happened. We'd make sure that all the reports they got were squeaky clean and thereby improved our reputation as good people.

3. I had another purpose known only to my girls, and not even to Nevaeh yet. I had enjoyed the strange way Carol and I had seduced Nevaeh, and I was enjoying how cooperative and pleasant her company was, so it hadn't escaped my imagination that maybe I should seduce other Christian girls too. As I was interacting with SCS for the two reasons above anyway, that school was the obvious source of potential new Christian seductees. None of them would be as gorgeous as Nevaeh, but I certainly couldn't use that as a restraint on my future activities because then I wouldn't have ANY new future activities! I'd intended to use my contact with the two arts teams as an entrée to the rest of the school with the intent of seducing some of its best looking girls, but after some more thought I'd decided to achieve more. That was partly because of how wonderfully Nevaeh was working out - which wasn't actually logically relevant but it did make me happy to think about spending more time with the other SCS girls - and partly because I'd seen from my family's visit to the school that so many of its girls were throwing themselves at me already. My new goal was to try to seduce ALL of that school's junior and senior beauties. It was a "thrill of the chase" thing again as trying to bed them all would be much more of a challenge, and there was quite a lot of ego satisfaction in knocking off - but not knocking up - every beautiful girl in a school. Julia was delighted by my ambitious new people-manipulation project.

My "project" explained, I'll get back to describing its progress.

You may recall that during my family's visit to their school, Mom had insisted the students work professionally. Soon after I took over their supervision, I expressed horror in their lack of professionalism about taking breaks. I insisted they got an hour off for lunch and fifteen minutes for mid-morning and mid-afternoon breaks. I encouraged them to use the Adults' Pool during their break times. One of the teams was working right alongside it anyway, not by coincidence as Mom had given me the choice of several locations she thought suitable for some artwork, so the poolside became the lunchroom. I chose it mainly because the casualness and fun of a pool would encourage a friendly atmosphere. It would also allow me to use a sight blob to check the bodies of the girls who get changed to have a swim. I'd stopped being a general voyeur at places like the Aquatic Center, but will use my sight blobs to check out girls bodies if there's a specific purpose; in this case because I'd like to know what I'd be getting if I made the effort to get any of them into my bed. Checking them out was only a minor benefit though, as none of the girls on the two art teams were included in my definition of "The School's Most Beautiful Girls" - I'm not including Nevaeh in this project as she already has a much higher status. I might bed one or two of the arts girls if the situation seems to call for it, but it wasn't my goal, merely a bonus point possibility.

When I told them that their work had to include proper breaks, I watched carefully to see which of them accepted my authority without question, as opposed to something like insisting that my mother confirmed my suggestion. To my surprise they all agreed without any sign of doubt. I was 17, their age more or less, but they had no hesitation in believing I had the authority. Their obedience wasn't that they wanted to slack off - they were actually somewhat intimidated and wanted to work hard - but because they looked up to me. That would be convenient.

Other than insisting that they took breaks and had fun during them, I was helpful in many little ways, such as by letting those who wanted to swim keep their swimsuits inside the changing rooms that they were working on (there were male and female rooms). To emphasize that God was on my side, the Guardian Angel often put in appearances in small ways, such as just by being visible around me, or helping me carry a lot of cold drinks out of the house for them. It gave the students a thrill to accept a glass floating toward them. Very few people in the world have ever been served by an angel! Given that angels are fictitious, fewer even than the people who were currently thinking that they'd just been so served.

I was polite, considerate, and the epitome of a Good man. I didn't even use the pool with the students, explaining, "I have my own pool by my house and I don't want any accusations of impropriety." Such was my properness that Nevaeh hadn't realized I was seducing some of the other girls. Nor did their Art teacher when she arrived to check on progress from time to time. (I wasn't seducing them into my bed, although it will look like that later when I turn up the sex content, but into being my feet into the doors of their beautiful classmates' pussies.)

A major element in our relationship with them, and a very useful one initially, was that they knew that Nevaeh had gone on the Italy trip. They'd heard a lot of the stories, seen the photos and some of her purchases, and were green with envy. The cover story was that Nevaeh and Julia had hit it off over their common interest in fashion, proving that the truth is useful, even if sometimes distressing. Julia, Ava and Carol often joined the SCS teams for lunch and they talked up a storm with Nevaeh, creating a good, friendly atmosphere. The full extent of our relationship with Nevaeh was of course kept secret. They didn't even know that Nevaeh had some clothes stored here.

As per my request to them, Julia, Ava and Carol several times kissed each other on the lips around the two teams; Nevaeh didn't participate in the kissing lest it get back to her school or parents. The kisses were so I knew which SCS kids were repulsed, indifferent or attracted by bisexuality. It was those that reacted negatively that I most wanted to identify. Revulsion leading to suppressed anger, and sometimes lust leading to anger, were the most common negative emotions. It's an indication of the psychological damage inflicted by a Christian education that two of the seven GUYS reacted negatively - talk about an unnatural act!

A couple of days before we left for Noumea, I expressed horror at discovering during a morning tea conversation that the students hadn't been given The Grand Tour. It had been deliberately omitted because I wanted to create a positive relationship with the girls before their tour. I judged that they respected and liked me well enough by now, so upon 'discovering' they'd not had The Tour, I said, "I'll give two tours at lunchtime, one for the guys and the other for the girls, because I've noticed those groups spend very different times in different rooms. Decide among yourself which group goes first and I'll take that group at the beginning of lunch."

Predictably the girls wanted to go first, no doubt so they could take the whole hour if necessary. To them, their Grand Tour was far more important than allowing time for the boys' Tour, and it was even more important than food. We left the guys by the pool while I led the girls inside the Adults' House where we 'happened' to meet Carol and Ava, who joined in. Julia was busy with workmen in our closet, telling them what she wanted done while we were in Noumea.

We started at the Adults' living room, then worked our way southeast through the house. Every room was better than any room the girls had ever seen before, and the combined effect was wonderful. The thirteen girls were blown away by the tour, with their proximity readings including some massive envy. As we came to the foyer in the middle of the house, the angel appeared. It picked up Ava and moved her to the mouth of the tunnel to the Kids' House, and Carol to the top of the stairs leading down to the Activity Level, where I just happened to be standing. Then it picked up the thirteen SCS girls, putting four of them with Ava and nine, including Nevaeh, with Carol and me.

I said, "Looks like we're dividing into two groups."

"Why?" asked one of the four homophobes in Ava's group.

"I often don't know why the angel does things. I don't even bother thinking about it because I never question why God or his servant do things. They're in charge; not me. Do you think you should be allowed to questions God's judgments?" That ended that issue and also stopped any of the girls trying to swap groups.

Carol's and my group went down the stairs, while Ava led the rejects down to the Kids' House. One of the rejects was good looking enough to be worth a good bonus point, but it was too risky to push against her anger-inducing sexual attitudes. I could've arranged one-on-one sessions with her but I didn't want to waste the time I could spend working on many girls at once. My project wasn't about any of these individual girls anyway.

After seeing the Activity Level, Carol's and my group wanted to go downstairs to see the in-house staff quarters, even though they weren't used. The girls didn't want to miss ANYTHING. Looking through the little staff apartments, one of the girls said, "God! I'd love to live even in here. This is a BEAUTIFUL home, Carol."

Carol looked at me because this line was close enough to what we'd been waiting for. The girls had enough of the emotions I wanted already, even so early in the tour, so I tapped Carol on the head twice.

Carol answered, "If you're truly eager, Nyasia, you should try to become one of Mark's new girlfriends, that way you could live with him and the rest of us in the Kids' House."

"Huh?" | "What do you mean?" | "What new girlfriends?" | and a several other overlapping questions. Nevaeh was surprised too.

Carol asked me, "Haven't you explained this to them, Mark?"

"These girls are effectively our employees at the moment, so it wouldn't be proper to get them involved in anything like that. Their school might be embarrassed too, which would be unfair because it's been very nice to me."

"What are you talking about, Carol?" asked Nevaeh.

Carol explained, "Julia, Ava and I recently decided that we want Mark to have one or two more girlfriends. They'd live with us and become part of Mark's life. Part of all of our lives because we all live in the same home." Carol took Nevaeh's arm now, while Carol continued to speak, "There's a chance that" - Carol squeezed Nevaeh's arm - "one of you might become Mark's live-in girlfriend in the not too distant future."

Nevaeh asked with leaping hope, "You mean?"

Carol answered, "Almost certain, Nevaeh. It's just a matter of finding the right girl or two - girls that we all enjoy - and then making it happen somehow, including getting their parents' consent. That might take several months, but finding the right girls is important to us."

"Oh boy!"

Another girl asked, "I don't understand what you're talking about. Doesn't Mark already have Ava and Julia as his girlfriends?"

"Yes," agreed Carol, "and we want one or two more. The Kids' house has heaps of room for more people, as you'll see when you get there. Let's go up and finish looking at the Adults' House."

Nevaeh was the reason Carol was saying "one or two new girls" to the SCS teams. Nevaeh was getting along so well with all of us that inviting her to move in was looking very likely. There was no doubt she'd love to, so it if it happened was entirely dependent on getting her parents' permission. It was still WAY too early to ask for that, but it was possible that it might happen before my SCS project finished and I didn't want the other girls to give up trying to win a place with me.

We walked upstairs, with the questions flying. You know the sort of bullshit we spread at times like this, so I'll skip repeating it all. Carol easily planted all the seeds I'd asked her to. I was letting Carol do most of the talking, while I pretended to be modest and moral.

Looking through the rest of the Adults' House was a slow process. The girls were highly distracted by the idea of their living with us, but they weren't so distracted that they were going to miss out on seeing ANYTHING! They were probably even more eager to do so.

They were getting very hopeful, especially after I said, "Julia, Carol and Ava have decided they want one or preferably two new girlfriends to live with us. I could joke that I'm outvoted three to one, but that wouldn't be fair. We're not a democracy about important decisions like that. The four of us live an incredibly happy, loving life together, and all of us believe that adding another wonderful girl or two would make all of us even happier, so it will be happening. It's only a matter of finding the right girl or girls." I used NP to stroke a very happy Nevaeh's cheek. She was confused about all the other stuff we were saying, but she'd grasped the point about her living with us. She probably thought it was very sweet of the Guardian Angel to reassure her.

After every cupboard in the Adults' House was inspected, etc., Carol said, "Now for the Kids' House. We call it that, even though it's really Mark's House. That's where he and his favorite girls live." We started walking toward the door outside.

"You live there, don't you, Carol?"

"My wonderful brother insists on it. I love Julia and Ava very much and Mark wants me to live with them. It makes him uncomfortable sometimes, but not often now that we're used to it. He sees how happy I am, and that's more important to him than anything else." Carol gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

I countered with, "Don't believe a SINGLE word Carol just said, girls. She's such a fibber sometimes! It's nothing to do with me at all. Carol has earned Julia's, Ava's and my love, and she makes us so happy to have her with us that everyone insists that Carol be included. The ONLY reason Carol lives with us is because she's so lovable." I gave Carol a hug and a kiss back, while the girls ate up our sales job.

Carol said, "Don't believe a SINGLE word Mark said! Haha. He's the center of everything. He's so loving and wonderful to all of us that he makes all our relationships work. He's got two girlfriends living together with him and they're both loving every second of it. How many guys could make that work? Most boys aren't much good at making even one girl happy, but Mark's so fantastic that we want to share him with even more girls! THAT'S how exceptional he is. I'm just lucky that I get to be included." Carol gave me a hug and kiss again.

For my turn, I said, "Don't believe a SINGLE word Carol said, girls..."

I was cut off by laughter. There was no need to use the next piece of ammunition I had ready ("I may be the glue that holds Ava and Julia to me, but that's nothing to do with their relationships with Carol, blah, blah."). The girls were already having "Aw, shucks" moments. Proximity showed them basking in the loving sentimentality of it. They all believed it too, which was great. As I said earlier, the truth can sometimes be useful.

When we were outside the Adults' House, the Guardian Angel picked everybody up and flew us down to the Kids' House to save time, both for The Grand Tour and for me To Get Into Their Panties, as the angel is good at impressing them off Christian girls. Three of the girls in the group hadn't been at the school when I did my flying demo, so this was their first experience of flight. They knew not to be scared and they LOVED it, squealing in delight even louder than the experienced fliers.