Chapter 44: Working Out and Catching Up

When I got back to my room I heard something I never expected to hear, Annie crying in the bathroom. I went to go into her, but Crystal pulled me over to the other side of my room that had my pinball machines, game systems and computer. She turned on some music and then pulled me onto the small couch over there.

"Annie and I had a talk while we were in the bathroom. She is going to stay over tonight, but will go home tomorrow afternoon. I need her to get herself under control again and focus on why we are really here David. I know all three of us love everything we have been doing with each other, but that is not why were are here. We have to get you back into shape and get you caught up with where you need to be in school. That is only three weeks away and so we have to buckle down," Crystal told me.

She then said we had a very long day tomorrow, so we were all three going to bed.

Unlike during our nap, Annie was dressed in panties and pajamas, while Crystal and I were naked. Sometime during the night I had gotten a boner and it was now pushed a little into Crystal. Just me moving a little bit trying to get comfortable made Crystal to wiggle her butt around so that more of my dick was inside her. It was really nice to have my boner inside her while my fingers were playing with her nipple.

When I woke again Crystal was over top of me slowly riding my boner.

"Hurry it up already. The schedule only allows ten minutes to wake up, screw, pee and be ready to start the morning exercises. If you don't make him cum in three minutes or less, you have to wait to do it on your own time," Annie barked out to Crystal.

That was the Annie who was in control of herself, her emotions and needs.

Just to let Crystal know I was awake I reached up to cradle her large tits in my hand so that her nipples would rub against my palm as she rode me. That was what she needed to get her motor running at full throttle. I felt a little bad that I came almost as soon as she got going really well. I started to apologize, but she stopped me with a kiss. Whispering in my ear, she told me that I had been screwing her in my sleep and she had cum three times. Annie woke her rudely and told her if she wanted to have me cum this morning, she had to do it right then. No sooner than my shriveled little pecker had gotten squeezed out of her, Crystal raced for the bathroom.

I started to get up too, but Annie pushed be back to the bed to start licking my dick clean.

"If I can't have any cocks inside me or lick Crystal's pussy until I am back in control of my hormones, at least I can get a nice taste to keep me motivated," Annie said sadly.

Once she was done I was off to the bathroom to pee myself.

We got into a good routine over the next week, including the weekends. Only on days when Annie had to go to the Dojo did the schedule change slightly and that just meant I had to be up two hours earlier to make sure I had enough time to do everything.

First I had ten minutes from when I woke up to try to cum, be it inside Crystal, jacking off, being sucked, or whatever. Sometimes Annie woke me by sucking my dick, but mostly it was me and Crystal fucking.

After I used the bathroom, the girls dressed me in workout clothes.

One day I had to do as many sit-ups as I could, then push-ups and then running. The other day I was doing both overhand and underhand pull-ups, stretching exercises, balance things like hand-stands and trying to walk on the curb without falling off. That was all before breakfast too. It was torture to hold back when I knew the place in my head would give me the energy to go all day long without getting tired.

After breakfast I had to work through a chapter each of Geometry, Grammar, Earth Sciences, US History and then Spanish. We broke for lunch followed by me reviewing for a test in each subject.

On thee days Annie had to go to the Dojo, Crystal and I rode with Annie's mom so that we could go to the Aquatics Center to swim. Mom or Dad would swing by to pick us up on their way home from work. We always dropped Annie off at her house on the way.

We were doing well and Annie had not even shown one hint at wanting sex with me like she had last week. One day Crystal had to go to her dojo and train for three hours. Annie was with me when we went to a Y.M.C.A. near Crystal's dojo. She had a membership there so I got in free as a guest. I expected pretty much like how it had been with Crystal, but things were different at the Y.

First off Annie took me up to where they had this funky new machine she said was a mix between an elliptical, whatever that was, stair stepper, and a treadmill. She set the time for fifteen minutes and told me she had something to take care of. It was closer to twenty when she came back. I had been talking to a really pretty, tall and nearly flat chested girl, who was a senior in a private school, as we used the machines. We did not talk about anything really important, just shot the breeze to make it go faster. Once my fifteen minutes were up I moved to holding the girl's feet, while sneaking peaks at her lacey panties under her loose shorts, as she did sit-ups.

I never expected the girl to reach down, pull her panties to the side, make sure I got a good long look at her closely trimmed pussy hair, and then give me a big smile before pulling them back in place. She was really flushed from the sit-ups, but I think she was blushing too.

"Wow, I can't believe I did that, finally," she said sitting cross legged facing me. "I turned eighteen last month and I have been dying to show it off to everyone, by accident of course, but these lace panties are the most daring so far. At least you did not laugh at me. You were looking there the whole time, so I thought you were probably straight. I wanted to see if you got wood when I showed you."

I was not going to lie or tell her anything about the girls I had seen naked either, so I said, "I am not gay. I liked looking your body over a lot and even more when you flashed me. I have seen lots of porn and I shoot my stuff so much lately that I think it is just worn out for a while."

She smiled at me and whispered, "I look at Internet porn all the time and I get that way too, well for a girl. Sometimes it is so bad I don't want to go pee because it will burn. I never even thought that may happen to boys too. All the girls at school say how horny boys are and that they are always ready to go to put it in any girl that will let them. God I am so embarrassed. I can't believe I am talking to you like this, you are just a young boy."

Annie came up just then and said, "He is a very good listener and won't tell anybody about it. Don't feel embarrassed about spilling your guts to him. He's the coolest boy I know right now."

Annie old me it was time to go swim now. I told the girl that I hoped she was able to work up to reaching her goal before I headed down to change. I did not see Annie anywhere out by the pool when I came out of the boy's changing room. I wondered what was going on. It was not like this with Crystal.

I had gotten into the pool to get used to the cool water of the indoor pool. Crystal was very specific in what she wanted me to swim, so I just hung out to wait until Annie showed up. After ten minutes of her not coming out of the changing room, I decided to swim some laps.

Not even halfway down my lane someone ran right into me. I had made sure I had an empty lane with no one swimming on either side of me before I started my laps. When I stood up, I saw that I was still in the same lane, but a kid in shorts and a t-shirt was there treading water. They looking a bit confused as they held onto the lane rope. When the kid looked at me I knew exactly what happened.

I reached out to put my hand just touching their hand that was not the one holding the onto the lane rope. The kid immediately worked their hand up to my elbow and grabbed on before letting go of the lane rope. Trying to remember all the stuff they had tried to teach me about how to swim when blind. No luck. All I could do was to lead the kid back down the lane to where they could stand up. Once we got to that end of the pool I took the kid's hand off my arm and placed it on the side of the pool. Their other hand I put on the lane rope.

"There. You should be ok for now," I told the kid.

I started to say that the ladder was over two lanes to kid's right when there was a big splash behind me. I thought one of the blubber kids had done a cannonball from how big the wave of water going past me was.

A woman bellowed out, "Get away from her you creep. Can't you see she is blind? I look away for half of a second and some horny boy is trying to molest one of my swimmers. It is not enough that you were ogling all of the girls with your dark goggles thinking they would not notice."

She jerked me back away from where I had been behind the kid putting their hands on the side of the pool and the rope. There was never even less than a foot between us except when I ran into them in the pool.

The woman was still sputtering when I turned and said, in a much deeper voice than I normal spoke, "Have you bothered to teach this girl how to feel for the lane markers? Where is her blind floatation vest to use if she gets into trouble? If you had been paying attention you would have seen her get out of her lane into mine. The kid was already exhausted when they ran into me. I just helped them back to where they could touch, put one hand on the wall and one on the lane rope. Before you started screaming and yelling I was going to tell them where the ladder was, wait to make sure they got out ok and then help them over to where I saw the canes and Light Sabers by a row of benches."

"If you have been looking where you were going you would not have run into her in the first place," she yelled back at me.

"You got that right on. If I had been looking. I wasn't looking. I was trying to remember what I was taught about how to swim blind and still stay in my lane. I have extreme light sensitivity that might make me blind any day now," I told her. "I went to one of the top eye clinics and they couldn't do anything to help fix my eyes."

Up to now I had not turned around to face the woman as I wanted to be sure the kid I helped was able to touch and not be in any risk of getting in trouble.

When I turned around I was facing a plump woman with pimples, moles that had hairs growing out of them and trying not to stare at the few tobacco stained, almost gum-less teeth she had left. She was really gross looking. It was worse that she was wearing a way too small tank top and spandex bathing suit trunks that were so tight that the fat was forced to ooze out the legs and waist.

I just started at her through my dark goggles as people started moving over to see what was going on.

An officious looking lady from the YMCA came over and asked, "Is there some problem here?"

Still staring the fat lady down, I let her speak first.

"This boy was over her here doing inappropriate things to one of my blind students," she replied. "I want him ejected and arrested this minute."

The fat woman went on ranting until the YMCA lady said she needed to discuss this with me and the kid in question. Since the fat woman would not stop talking, the YMCA lady asked if the kid and I would please get out of the pool.

Not even thinking about it, I turned around, ducked under the line rope, held it up with my shoulder, and then reached out for the kid's hand to place it on my arm. The whole time I told the kid that I was leading her to the ladder. Once we got there, I made sure the kid was on the ladder before I got out of the pool using the side. Standing beside the ladder I told the kid about the two rungs on the ladder and then the side of the pool. When the kid was safely on the pool deck I reached out to put her hand on my elbow again. I led her over to where the YMCA lady wanted to talk to the kid. I was asked to please go over to a bench near the changing rooms.

Annie chose right then to appear out of the changing rooms and asked why I was not swimming.

I told her pretty much about how the kid had run into me in the pool, that I was able to tell the kid was blind and I helped them back to the end where they could stand up right before the obese woman started accusing me of trying to molest the kid she said was a girl.

When the YMCA lady came over she asked Annie to leave while she asked me questions. I told her the same as I had with Annie.

"So how is it you know the child was blind and your actions toward the child after the collision in the pool," she asked.

I told her that I had been in an accident that made me really light sensitive and I had to wear these dark goggles all the time. Then I gave her a brief bit about how the clinic I went to tried to see if one of their treatments would work to fix my eyes. I told her that with one test something went wrong and I was temporarily blinded for a while. They did not know if I was going to ever see again, so I was put into a fast-track program to teach children how to learn to get around now that they were blind. It was a full emersion class where we did not eat if we did not find the cafeteria or figure out what food was there.

During the entire time the kid and I were being interviewed, the fat woman had been busy finding some sort of security guard or rental cop. As I finished answering questions the disgusting woman came to stand behind the YMCA lady ominously.

"What a load of horse crap. He is saying anything he can make up to keep from going to jail for molesting that little girl," the fat woman said. "Don't believe a word this kid is saying. He is a liar. Boys like him do this all of the time! I saw what he was doing to that little girl from behind. The little child molester can't prove a thing he is saying. It is all a well-rehearsed lie."

Just to try to prove her point, the fat bitch handed me a braille card and told me to read it. I was not able to read all of it, but got enough to know that this was some sort of really nasty instructions she gave out to the blind kids. The best I could tell, it was making the kids not talk to anyone or tell about anything that happened when they were here. Knowing that at least some of the blind kids with this woman had somehow gotten the Light Sabers, I asked the YMCA woman if I could get something really quickly before I even replied to the woman.

I did not wait for a reply. Annie saw where I was headed and quickly took a protective stance between me and the fat woman. I went to a kid that was sitting on a bench holding a Light Saber. To the kid I asked, "May I borrow your Light Saber for a few minutes please?"

Seeing the smile on the kid's face as I used the name they called it at the clinic, versus the real name, let me know I was doing the right thing. The kid held it out for me and I walked back over to where I had been sitting before.

Steve had shown me a little secret about the models I had used that only he and the manufacturer knew about. In addition to the normal features they advertised, they had added in a microphone, cell phone radio, GPS and loud speaker. It was so that they could track a blind kid that owned one in an emergency. It was all hidden inside. I just had to collapse the plastic cane part and twist the light part to make the loud speaker turn on. There was another trick to make it turn on the GPS, microphone and cell parts so it could send out the distress signal.

As soon as I started to collapse the Light Saber cane part down, the fat woman lunged at me yelling, "Get that away from him before he breaks it. Those cost more than any of you makes in ten years."

It was already too late anyway. I had the loud speaker turned on and the Light Saber pointed at the Braille card she had given me.

Using the built in woman's computerized voice it read out, "Rule 1: Do not speak to anyone, ever, except your escort. Then only speak when you are addressed. Rule 2: Never discuss with anyone anything that goes on when in a councilor's presence. This includes any times where you, the councilor and other campers may all be naked in the same place at the same time. Rule 3: You are at fault for anything that happens to you while in my care because you were not doing something correctly. Rule 4: Do exactly as you are told. Failing to follow any of these rules and you will be severely punished. It is always your fault. Any injury from you being punished, you will say you did to yourself. You will always say that you did it or another kid did it to you, but you don't know who."

Before more could be read out from the card, the fat woman pulled the card from me. She said I had broken the Light Saber to make it say those things. The Light Sabers only used the ear pieces and did not have a speaker. She showed the back of the card that showed completely different rules printed on it.

I just got up and went over to the changing rooms, put my hand over the words and pointed it at the Braille. It read out Women, Men, Boy, Girl and finally Family for the 5 doors. One of the other blind kids came over to where we were and handed me their Light Saber. I handed the ear piece to the YMCA woman and Light Saber to the kid that brought it over. The fat woman was told to give the kid the card. Just like I had done, the kid read over the plastic cards with the light saber. I watched the YMCA woman's face turn red as she was able to hear the rest of the card.

"Robert? Please detain this woman and contact the police. Call your cousin Julie to come down here as well. We will need some help getting this sorted out. It seems these visually impaired children are part of some sort of sadistic summer camp run by this woman according to the one I interviewed already," she told the security guard.

He made a call on his radio and more security guards came in from somewhere to take the woman out of the swimming area. I had no idea the YMCA had security guards. I never saw any around the few times I had gone to summer camp here, when I was younger.

I quickly fixed the Light Saber back to not use the loud speaker part and then took it over to where the kid, who I now knew was a boy, not a girl like the woman said. I noticed that there was one more Light Saber and seven canes over next to the bench he was sitting on. I looked the lap pool and the regular pool to see there were eight kids in the pools dressed exactly like the boy sitting on the bench. Under the bench looked like a bag stuffed full of random clothes, underwear, sock and shoes. None of it looked like it was in any sort of order.

I asked the boy, "Are these your clothes under the bench?"

He nodded and then in a quiet voice said, "When we get done swimming she makes us all get in the back of the van, strip and give her our wet clothes. Then she dumps out the big bag and we have to try to find our own clothes to put on while she drives back to the camp. If we don't have our own clothes on, we are punished."

I never noticed the YMCA lady come up behind me with Annie.