Chapter 219: Alex

Damn it! Did someone program my brain to detect when a girl is about to cry?

Alex wanted to have a good cry but forced herself no to cry. She just sat there staring at Andy and the butler.

“Elena told him it wasn’t a good day for her to do a lot of walking, and he has a baby girl waiting for him at the estate. To keep you from having your heart broken, I suggest that he and I depart to return to the estate,” the butler said.

She felt to me like she was going to cry. Andy pulled her off the wall and tried to put an arm around Alex to lead her back inside. While she didn’t scream at the touch, I saw that Andy had forgotten Alex didn’t particularly like being touched by anyone. She didn’t freak out like some autistic people I have met do, but Andy didn’t seem to take offense at Alex’s response.

While she was still giving off the vibe that she was going to cry, she turned around, pulled me off the wall, wrapped her arms tightly around me in a hug and kissed me on the lips. I hugged her back before she quickly turned to rush back into the workshop. Emilio and Emilia, who I found were twins even if they didn’t look anything alike, and each hugged me before thanking me for helping them out today.

They directed back into the workshop as Andy started tearing into them for their mistake.

On the way back to the estate, the butler only spoke to give me directions.

When we arrived back, I finally asked him for his name. Alex.

I didn’t wait for him to see if he came inside or went off to think about his day with Andy some more. I headed into the kitchen through the back of the estate. In the dining room, I found Elena there with a bottle of wine, a little crockpot filled with melted chocolate and a big bowl of fresh fruit. Next to her was what little remained of a huge banana split.

“I don’t have the bond you have with April, but I think she is loving all of the attention she is getting here. If nothing else, I know she is happy to have a fresh milk supply waiting for her when she is hungry,” Elena told me, sounding on the edge of being drunk. “I’m having the worst period cramps in my life and I think I’m getting the flu or a nasty cold. We aren’t going anywhere until I get over this cold. I called my dad and he said there was absolutely nothing I needed do but get well. He is managing everything from home when he isn’t taking care of the girls. The nannies are there if he needs them. He has been enjoying being the girl’s mother and father. Christina told me that you made some new friends at the sword forge while her dad finally went to hook up with his first love. Christina has been friends with Andy’s children since the first time her mom took her to visit her father’s parents in Toledo. He was always adamant that he couldn’t return. The last time I got a cold like this during my period, it took me two weeks before I felt human again. It is your time too, go enjoy yourself.”

Christina came in mid-conversation, with April happily suckling on Cristina’s milk-laden breast, to say, “Alex speaks rarely and has never acted with anyone as she did with you today. Her grandmother was quite surprised. Alex took to sword making ever since the first time she snuck into the forge one day while everyone was having a siesta. Andy found Alex pumping the bellows at the old forge as she heated a piece of scrap metal. When it was white-hot, Alex had used a pair of locking tongs to hold it so she could move over to one of the areas where they hammer out pieces of steel to get a rough shape for the cores. Alex had rigged up a weight on a pulley, connected to a bucket of water, that would lift the weight when it was full of water. To have the weight hold the tongs, she would ladle the water out of the bucket. Alex had just turned six a few days earlier, and she could barely lift the small hammer she was using. Over the next hour, Andy wouldn’t let anyone come back to work in the forge because she wanted to watch what Alex did. Until just before time to clean up for dinner, Alex would take the white-hot strip of metal out of the forge, hammer it until it was too cooled for her to work with and then put it back into the forge. Alex’s first try at working metal wasn’t if she were a thirteen-year-old learning how to hammer hot steel. Andy found it amazing for a six-year-old that had been in the shop once to watch her grandmother demonstrating to a group of tourists how they flattened and folded over to make some types of swords in ancient times. Alex had managed to fold it ten times that afternoon. If she had been strong enough to do more than hit it five to six times before it cooled, she would have folded it thirty or more times in those few hours.”

“I’m not surprised Alex did so well at the forge from just seeing her grandmother demonstrate folding only a single time. While I know that I don’t have any way to know for sure, I do seem to have some vibe that seems to tell autistic people that I’m ok. I’ve had autistic kids people say are non-verbal talk to me. Some that can’t stand to be touched but will crawl into my lap to have me hold them. From how you described how Alex responded to me differently than anyone before, and what I saw, she appears to have some of the traits of being autistic. Only an evaluation by a psychologist would be able to say for sure,” I told her.

I noticed Christina hissed a bit when she went to sit down.

“I’m sore, Darren,” she told me with a big grin. “I loved every minute we spent together last night. Elena says you are a sex god.”

“No. I said that he might be a sex god,” Elena corrected.

“Well, I think you’re a god some type. As much as I would love to be with you again, it won’t be for a few days to a week. The way I heard it Andy, she thinks you will be good for Alex even if you will be leaving to continue your trip when Elena feels better. Andy said that you are welcome to stay in the small bedroom in the workshop if you want to learn,” Christina told me.

Elena told me it was a great idea. She knew how hard I had looked around to find unique gifts for my friends at home. If I was there from tomorrow morning until when Elena felt able to continue our travels, I might be able to get enough help from Andy and Alex to make swords with my hands to take home to give as gifts.

She has a point.

I tried to say how I needed to stay here to take care of Elena and that April was my responsibility. It all fell on deaf ears. I didn’t have to learn or do anything, but some downloads from the man-in-the-machine would help my learning greatly. Crystal and Anna would be very happy to have hand-forged Japanese style swords, even if made in Toledo. I want to make me one too if there is time.

I only realized that I did have a choice in this matter, but it didn’t count. Elena knew I wanted to play with the hot metal to try to shape it into something that might pass for a sword. I played with April for an hour before she couldn’t keep herself awake. Elena wasn’t moving very well and was being well cared for by the staff. I chose to go upstairs to find me a room to use for the night so I wouldn’t bother Elena or April when I left to go back to Toledo.

Using the place in my head, I reached out to the communications chip that connected me to the man-in-the-machine. I told him what I had in mind and I swear I could feel his excitement at the prospect of my learning a labor-intensive craft, coming through the link into my brain. He had extensive details regarding everything from how iron dust and charcoal mix together to make a specific type of steel down to the various ways different thicknesses of clay worked into the quenching process. I went to sleep with only a rough idea of sword making from what I saw on TV. Except for the actual hands-on work and muscle memory, I had all the knowledge from master sword makers from around the world. I didn’t need to make the special steel from Japan for me to make a katana-like sword from the types of steel used at the forge in Toledo.

I can make the metal for the katana at an atomic level.

With Elena sleeping in, and April happily cared for by Christina, there wasn’t anyone up in the kitchen. I had remembered a few of the small restaurants in Toledo, so I left the estate an hour before sunrise. I found one of the restaurants already open so I got some food to go. Much like the estate’s butler, and Andy had done when young, I sat out on the wall outside the workshop as I ate my breakfast. I hadn’t even noticed that my eyes were adjusting the amount of light coming into them as the sun moved higher into the sky. I was almost done with my breakfast when two girls walked down the alley, saw me, and moved to sit on either side of me. They knew who I was already. Both were quite polite when they made sure I knew their names were Maria and Nina.

Is there a Pinta in their family somewhere?

Both were in thin sundresses that became translucent enough to tell they both had tits big enough to be an A-cup when they finally needed to be supported. Using the place in my head, I took a quick peek to see that they went topless at the pool and when sunbathing. They both had small triangles of hair already.

“So, did you come back to get to know Alex better,” Maria asked in typical middle school bitch. “She made a lot of noise in her bed last night. It woke me up.”

Nina didn’t let me answer when she said, “Your ten times as noisy when you play with yourself than Alex has ever been. You don’t even have any modesty about it. I only woke up because you always throw off the covers when you get all excited. I bet you didn’t know all the boys saw you last night and again this morning. You should go around the house naked. How can you go around acting like a whore showing off the goods for free?”

Was that meant to be educational for me and piss Maria off at the same time?

Maria was already off the wall and heading toward Nina to hit her when I reached over to put my hand down in her crotch to lift her in the air at the same time as I moved it back to put her butt back down on the wall. I moved it quickly behind her to get a handful of her dress in the middle of her back. She wasn’t getting free until I let her.

“You started it, Maria,” I told her firmly.

I then turned to Nina as I grabbed the back of her dress in the same way as I was holding Maria’s and said, “Nina, if Maria wants to tell me about paddling her pink canoe, then that is for her to tell. Would you want her telling me about how you get your hand inside your panties, when you wear them, or in the sleeve of your dresses to play with your nipples, anytime you get the chance? How about me telling her that you’ve been squeezing your thighs together, ever since you came to sit on the wall beside me, to get yourself off for the third time? If I hadn’t grabbed the back of your dress, you would have fallen off the wall from how hard you came just now.”

I didn’t let her reply before turning to Maria to tell her, “Since Alex isn’t likely to tell you anything, then it looks like you are out of luck, Maria. I’m enough of a gentleman to not talk about anything I may do with a girl or woman.”

I felt Maria have a quick spasm before she went limp for a second or two. Where Nina had been having a lot of small ones, Maria’s orgasm had built up so much that she had to jam fingers into her crotch to get over the edge. She was only staying on the wall because I had a grip on her dress.

“You’re both welcome,” I told them without needing to say why they silently thanked me in their heads. “Do you have dry panties in the forge? You are both going to smell pretty funky as soon as you start working this morning.”

Both blushed and wouldn’t meet my eyes.

“I see that Alex didn’t exaggerate when he said you were different from anyone I have ever met before. Anyone who can keep those two from going at each other verbally, and physically, gets points down in my book. If it had been me, I would have let them both fall off the wall to hit their hard heads on the cobblestones or land hard in their skinny little butts,” Andy said, “Girls you know that Alexia isn’t going to let you play with Darren, don’t you?”

They both kept looking down as Andy gave them a dose of shit as only a grandmother learns how to do.

“Darren, I’m not about you have you burn the hell out of yourself like you could have done yesterday. The girls will show you where to find some leather coveralls that might just fit you. I know we have some long-sleeved shirts that should fit you. They might even have a bit of room. You probably should wear an apron as well until you get the hang of things,” Andy told me as she headed off toward the forge to get it ready for today.

Maria and Nina had grins from ear to ear as they each took one my hands to pull me off into a room down a hallway between the forge room and blast furnace area. The door was old enough that Maria had no chance of me not hearing her pushing in the button that caused it to lock. I was digging through the rack of hanging coveralls, so I hadn’t been watching what the girls were doing behind me. When I found a shirt that looked to be my size, I turned around to change. Both girls were standing there stark naked except for their boots and socks.

They don’t know that I already got my peek at their bodies earlier.

The leather coveralls had no chance of breathing well, so I kicked off the boots I had worn, slid down my jeans, and then took off my shirt. Both girls were staring at the bulge in my boxer briefs. I decided to help them dress too, so I got their boots off them. I had noticed when I came in that there indeed was a cabinet that had briefs, boxers and panties. A glance was all it took to find their sizes. Both were still off in little worlds of their own as they each automatically lifted their feet when I touched their leg. I had their panties pulled up and in place before they even realized it. I found each had two hooks with their names above it. Going back and forth between them, I put their shirts on them and got them to step into their coveralls, pulled them up, zipped the fronts and turned them around to get their long, but still clean, hair up on top of their head.

I pulled the front of my boxers down so that my limp dick hung out in front of me as I said, “Sorry girls. I give you an A for effort, but I made my mom mad at me last year. She arranged for me to work at bathing suit and underwear outlet stores as my punishment. I saw a lot of naked girls as I helped them get suits and underwear that fit them properly. If I’m wrong about why you were standing there naked, after what you did outside on the wall, then tell me. I don’t want to piss you off by assuming you were standing there waiting for me to dress you.”

They blushed again.

I tucked my dick away, put the shirt on, found it too small, got a larger one, and then got into my coveralls. After I had my boots tied, I got them into theirs and tied, too. It took me kissing them both on the forehead and a kiss on the lips to snap them out of their daze.

“Your longer than Alex’s metal one,” Nina told me. “It isn’t a secret of hers that I’m telling you so you can’t get mad at me again. She only puts it in the drawer beside her bed to keep visitors from seeing it. Even the little kids know it is hers, that she shaped like a penis on purpose, so it is hands-off.”

Maria blushed again, and had another cum, when she said softly, “Darn. I wanted to see if he would let me into his bed. I can’t get Alex’s metal one inside me very far. He won’t fit.”

“I can’t even get it to go inside when I’m ready to try,” Nina said.

I hugged them both to me and then said, “You have your whole lives to be a woman and wife. Don’t rush it. Enjoy being kids for a while longer before you will have to take on the responsibility of being an adult.”

They both hugged me back and held on for a minute or two. Neither saw Andy standing in the doorframe watching us. She put her fingers to her lips as she took her coveralls and shirt from a hook closest to the door.

It was good I had both girls dressed because as soon as Andy slipped out with her coveralls, the boys and girls I had seen here yesterday, and some I hadn’t, came barreling into the room. Some of the girls had dresses over their arms as they walked in to slip past the three of us to get their boots off to put on their coveralls. The boys seemed to be the modest ones. I can’t blame them. Only one of the girls had a bra on and she didn’t even need it yet. I saw a boy try to hide that his mind got overloaded and he came in his underwear. One of the girls got a pair of boxers and threw them to him as he tried to get the dirty ones off without showing his dick.

Emilia was there looking like she hadn’t slept all night long. I saw she was as dirty as her clothes. I let Maria and Nina go as I went to Emilia.

Toward the back of the room was a dual mud sink that had been there since Andy was little. I grabbed a pair of panties for Emilia and then saw there were socks at the back, so I grabbed those too. She didn’t even seem to notice me stripping her down from head to toe. The sink had a sprayer on it so I got my knee up against the side and started to lay her on my leg to wash her hair when I realized Emilia was still small enough that I was able to put her into one side of the sink. The soap from the bottle at the sink didn’t make her hair smell like strawberries or peaches, but I only had to wash her hair twice with it to get it clean. Her face took the most time because I didn’t want to get the soap in her eyes. She was only dirty on her arms and legs up to about mid-thigh. My soapy hands soon had the grime off her. I got a kiss on the head when I quickly washed between her legs before rinsing her off. I started to look for a towel. When I didn’t find one, I picked the naked little girl up in my arms to carry her, with her coveralls from her hook, and clean panties, out to the blast furnace room. I got her close enough for the heat to dry her off quickly without worrying about any molten metal getting on her. Someone had brought her boots to be near me so I started to get those on her as well.

“I wouldn’t mind your bathing me,” one of the older girls from the dressing area said. “I didn’t even know boys knew how to wash a girl’s hair or between her legs.”

I smiled as I told her, “I’ve had some practice even though I was an only child until my mom recently had twins. I also have a baby daughter.”