Chapter 133: Ether Bunny

What did Molly’s text mean? Ghost is not in the shell? Lost key to what door? Was she somehow talking about the “man in the machine?”

I didn’t get to ask because as soon as we got home mom took Molly off to show her around. Dad took me out by the pool.

“I see all of the deliveries arrived. Not quite sure what you are trying to do with the colored vinyl webbing, but I’m sure you have some master plan. The tables aren’t quite as cheaply made as they looked in the pictures we were shown. Did the pool company show you about the control system, specifically about the additional remote security camera access,” Dad asked.

I told him I knew about the cameras in the pump room, but didn’t say a word about the three-dozen covering nearly every inch of the women’s changing room.

I saw that I got more points I could call in later when he said, “It is probably best that you don’t mention receiving a special delivery around lunch time today. You mother wouldn’t approve of the added security measures. Come with me a minute, I do need to show you a few more things that were added after the pool company finished their setup.”

In the pump house dad showed me two different boxes with the plastic water-proof flip up covers. Inside them were twist type timers like I had seen on hot tubs at hotels. One was on the side of the pump house, the other just inside the door. When we were in the pump house, where the noise was covering us, he explained that both were supposed to be for a hot tub that was supposed to have been put into the cage, but no one told the guys who drew up the plans. The timers would disable the cameras in the women’s changing room except for one outside the door, the one just inside, and two aimed at the high windows along the walls. Mom had insisted on those being installed to catch anyone trying to break in. The cameras were very conspicuous fixed cameras. They already knew I was going to be a frequent visitor in the women’s locker room so I didn’t need to worry about mom seeing me on the two cameras by the door.

“The electricians had already mounted, secured, and sealed the hot tub timer boxes before it was found that no one told the cage designers about the hot tub. With the retracting window units, it was not feasible to install it by the time they found out,” dad said as mom and Molly came out.

I saw Molly gently touch mom’s hand to get her attention. She pointed to the pool, mimed swimming, and looked at mom. Mom nodded and quickly learned a very valuable lesson about how Molly’s mind worked. By the time Mom had taken four steps toward Dad and I there was a small splash from the pool. Dad got a great look at Molly’s naked body for the two seconds it took her to strip and then dive in to start swimming laps.

None of us were able to look away from the graceful, powerful strokes Molly was using as she swam. There was almost no splash as her hands slid into the water to pull her forward. Her legs were completely in the water so she made no splash at all as she did slow, but powerful kicks. I was watching her appreciatively as her perfect little muscular butt seemed to be the only part of her that wasn’t being used to swim. The lights in the cage were making sure we all could see it in all its bright white magnificence.

We were snapped out of our admiration by Paula saying, “Female perfection in action.”

I looked up to see Trudy, Annie, and Crystal were also transfixed on Molly’s body as she swam. Molly had changed to a back stroke that had her moving through the water almost as smoothly as her crawl. Her firm breasts were raised up out of the water and her dark triangle pointing to her bare mons hidden down between her scissoring legs.

Paula went over to mom to ask, “A structural engineer for the city inspected all storm damaged properties. Trudy’s residence was declared structurally unsound. While not officially noted anywhere during the presales discovery, or by any of the inspections, it was found that the storm tore away pieces of rotten siding which exposed major unrepaired termite damage. No termites were seen during his quick inspection. He was very kind to note in his reports that multiple places were affected by the high winds of the storm making the stability of the structure questionable. Trudy was only permitted a brief journey into her room to get her laptop, laptop charger, cell phone charger and her laundry basket from her room. We wanted to know if she could raid David’s dresser and closet for clothes to take over to Annie’s house. As soon as the inspector finished it was locked up before the police cordoned off the area due to the instability of her house. She isn’t allowed in except when working with the general contractor.”

“Trudy,” mom yelled to get her attention, “You know you can stay here too and those clothes are as much yours as any of David’s guests.”

After watching Molly swim for another few seconds Trudy came over and said, “I know I am welcome here anytime. Annie didn’t tell me why, only I was going to stay with her until I could move back into my house. All I do know is that David knows everything about why, but it isn’t like you can get that out of him.”

“Trudy, Annie is probably the only person I know that is the best person for you right now,” I told her then pointed to the obvious bulge of a thick maxi-pad inside Trudy’s shorts. “Annie is really a good friend. You two are going to be up all night talking and I am sure you will feel a lot better tomorrow. I know why, but I won’t be saying a word.”

Annie had moved over silently and tried to grab me in a hold. I had watched her do this many times when I was doing karate practice at her dojo. She didn’t know I knew both how to counter it and a hold that was one of the few that worked on her. As soon as I had it right, I used my pinkie to work under the leg of her shorts to tickle her most ticklish place. She had a tiny little area along the edge of her panties on the inside of her thigh.

“Uncle,” Annie said trying to sound assertive instead of a giggling teenaged girl. “Please David. Stop! I don’t want to embarrass myself in front of everyone. You have to stop or I really will pee in my pants.”

When she started really clenching her thighs together I stopped tickling her, but didn’t let the hold go. I taunted her like I had seen Crystal do when we were all little kids. Finally, she promised me she would do anything, anything at all if I let her go and didn’t tickle her anymore.

I pulled her off to where no one could overhear us and said, “Open up with Trudy. Talk to her about your problems between when we first made love all the way until now. Let her see that she can trust you. She is going to need some true best friends. You and Crystal are the best friends I have besides Trudy.”

She just nodded before grabbing Trudy to drag her to my bedroom to get clothes. Mom followed Crystal in to go help.

Paula came over to where dad and I were standing to say, “My dad showed me the revised plans for the hot tub. Seeing all the wasted space over the top of your garage his architect drew up plans to remove the back section of the roof over the garage. They will add in the needed structural supports to create a larger area so they can use the wasted space. Unless you have any modifications, the new space will consist of an in-law suite complete with a kitchenette and powder room. They are also adding a new changing area with privacy cubicles, a toilet, sinks, and shower stalls that will connect to the in-law-suite. A pair of super high efficiency compact washers will have bathing suits and towels free of hot tub chemicals in under twenty minutes. The dryer is a prototype design which uses natural gas to heat a heat exchanger and a high airflow blower to transfer that heat though the clothes. Sensors monitor the moisture and temperature constantly to control the dampers which pull in cooler air and lower the temperature of the heat exchanger as well as adjusting the gas flow. Test results indicate that it can dry a fully saturated bath sheet in under fifteen minutes. One that has had most of the water extracted during the spin cycle will go faster. The dryer will have dedicated places for towels and bathing suits. The smaller men’s changing room is going to remain as well since some people aren’t going to be comfortable changing in a coed changing room.”

Molly was getting out of the pool right as Paula finished talking. She came over to me and I just took her hand to take her into the changing room. After I showed her the computer for bathing suits, I pushed her toward a shower and then went to get her a towel. I got her clothes from the pool deck and put them on a bench in the changing room.

Outside Paula was looking at me oddly so I explained Molly. Evidently Trudy didn’t tell her about getting chewed out by a girl that was probably twice or three times smarter than Paula.

“So far I haven’t had to say a word to her since we left the hospital nor has she ever spoken directly to me. I’m not sure I even want her to speak to me given the tongue lashing she gave Trudy about always treating Molly as “special” like Molly didn’t enough IQ to speak. Of course, if you ever piss her off enough that she feels the need to talk to you, I want to be there to see it. I’m pretty sure she dumbed down her vocabulary to keep what she said understandable to Trudy and her mom. I know that you have a much broader vocabulary that includes words I have to write very small or spread over two lines. I will warn you though. When she referred to her IQ, she said it was unquantifiable,” I explained.

When I heard the shower turned off I went back into the changing room. Molly was sitting on the bench dry, but naked. She was using her fingers as a brush for her hair. Seeing that she was lost in thought, and hadn’t noticed me standing in front of her, I went up to my room, got a brush and big comb. When I got back in the changing room she was still trying to get the tangles out with her fingers. Given as much help as her family seemed to have been giving her for years, I guessed correctly that she wouldn’t mind it when I brushed out her hair. I wasn’t expecting her to pull away, pull my shirt off, face me, and crawl up into my lap. Her arms and legs pulled her body as close to mine as she could get. Her breasts were some of the softest I had ever felt on my chest. I was happy that her nipples weren’t hard.

She tilted her head back to look at the ceiling as I went back to brushing her hair. She didn’t even seem to notice when mom came in to sit next to us. At least that was what I thought until I felt one of Molly’s arms move. I looked to see her wave at mom before her arm was tightly back around me. The blank look of complete concentration was replaced briefly with one of complete bliss as she pulled herself tight to me again.

“I showed her the touchscreen and bathing suits,” I told mom.

“Molly until we make a decision on the pool, no one, not even David, can swim naked in the pool. You have to be wearing a bathing suit,” mom told her. “As per the rules we told David’s other female friends. David is only allowed to be naked in his room, his bathroom and now the changing rooms. His friends can be naked in his room, the guest room and approved changing rooms.”

I felt, more than saw, the smallest hint of a nod. Mom asked if Molly understood.

“She nodded mom, it was just too brief for you to see. I wish you would make an exception for her though. Her swimming was too beautiful to have the water breaking around her because of a bathing suit,” I told her.

“Sorry son. No exceptions,” mom said as she was leaving.

I hate it when she uses that tone of voice that says no to even further discussion.

When I was done brushing Molly’s hair she went over to the various things by the sinks. She looked at all of them before going through all of them again. Finally, she came back over to me, rubbed her hands together and then moved her hand down over her leg.

I pointed to the house and she got dressed.

We were by the kitchen when Trudy, Annie, Paula, and Crystal had left. Dad was off in his bedroom while mom was in the kitchen. All three of us heard Molly’s stomach grumble even if she didn’t seem to notice.

I opened the fridge and showed her the various salads, sandwiches, and yogurts. She pointed to them and then her stomach. When I nodded she pulled out four yogurts, three salads, and three sandwiches. I was guided to the table. She put a salad, strawberry yogurt, and turkey sandwich in front of me. She looked around until she found two glasses that she filled with milk for both of us. When putting the milk back in the fridge she pointed to the sodas and shook her head no. Mom seemed amazed at how Molly was treating me like a little kid.

Before she sat down to eat she flipped her thumb around randomly on her phone and I then saw a pop-up in my goggles and my phone dinged.

“I like her phone mom,” I said getting my mom’s attention. “It works must be on some level she understands because she texted me something to tell you. She said that her mom is always busy with the youngest two kids. Her sixteen and thirteen year old sisters are always off somewhere having sex so they don’t help out around the house at all. Her older brother is so addicted to video games that he has stopped masturbating completely and usually doesn’t even stop to eat. She has been taking care of her other siblings for a few years now. It is a real effort for her to concentrate on their needs, but she had to help because they can’t do it for themselves. She wants you to know that she is going to take very good care of me for as long as she can stay here and anytime she visits.”

Mom gave me a dubious look so I handed her my phone. I had summarized most of what had been broken up over seven texts.

Molly pulled away from mom when mom leaned in to hug her.

I told mom, “You didn’t do anything wrong. She doesn’t like anyone touching her. Well anyone except me it seems. Or when she initiates it.”

Molly nodded slower this time right before taking a huge bite out of one of the sandwiches. I wasn’t exactly full when I finished my food, but didn’t really want anything else to eat right now. Molly, though, did her best to clean out the fridge of the salads and sandwiches that mom had said would go bad if not eaten soon. Once Molly was finished eating she turned into a high-speed cleaning fairy. Everything was washed, dried, and put away in a few minutes. After taking a quick peek out of kitchen door, she pulled her shorts down to just above her trimmed triangle and pulled her shirt up to under her breasts. I didn’t understand until she turned sideways rubbed over the now obviously bulging curve of her very full stomach.

She put her hands together, tilted her head and put them up against her cheek before holding her hands out palm side up and gave me a little shrug.

Someone is sleepy.

I took her hand to take her upstairs. First, I showed her the guest room. Then I opened the linen closet in the hall to point to the feminine hygiene shelves. Finally, we went into my room. I pointed to my eyes and the light box door before we went inside. In response she pulled my goggles off and put them in her pocket with a smirk.

I didn’t get to show her anything else as she magically teleported from beside me to my computer in the blink of an eye.

Ok not really, but it seemed that way.

Not only did it come on before she sat down, it changed from my normal desktop to something I couldn’t even comprehend. There were windows upon windows containing lines and lines of characters flying by faster than I could even focus on. I only knew they were characters from the rare time I happened to see some when I blinked.

Are we really in the Matrix or something like it?

After watching her fingers flying over the keyboard for a few minutes I headed into the bathroom to take care of my own needs. I brushed and flossed my teeth. I dug through the drawers until I found a new toothbrush. The same drawer had about every kind of toothpaste I had ever seen. I wrote toothpaste on a sticky note with an arrow pointing toward the drawer. I was about to head back out to my room when I saw a bottle of skin lotion that most of the girls said they really liked.