Chapter 72: School Tourist

All I really heard from Lenny that registered was, “I hope you got lucky with one of the girls people said you were with last night.”

Was last night a dream and I still haven’t woken up? Could Mrs. Carter actually be sort of cool, somehow? Maybe she was just covering her ass.

Someone was banging at the door with today’s shirt before I could think more on it. Today it was a blue and green striped Rugby design made into a long-sleeved t-shirt. While not as bright or annoying as the last shirt I have been given, it seemed wrong to me to have it look like a fake Rugby shirt with a collar, buttons, and all. Lenny was now completely stripped and stroking his boner in the bathroom when I walked past. Damn he is fucking hung like a horse! It is almost as big as the evil child slaver. I wonder if Paula knows about it.

Grabbing my phone I sat on the bed and shot her a text.

Morning. Do you know Lenny much? He is a stoner, but seems really cool. You know. Like trustworthy cool. Happened to see him jerking off in the can just now. His dick is huge. Maybe you two could hook up, you know. I think he could help you out.

Coke? Pills? Heroine? What?

Pot.

Cigarettes?

Not that I have seen. Just pot.

Is he still busy with things?

Yes.

Be ready to open the door.

Kk.

Now.

Surprisingly, Paula rushed into the room with clothes in her arms and only wearing today’s t-shirt. Everything was dropped on the floor inside the door and then she pulled off her t-shirt.

Lenny stood there staring off into space as Paula walked in, pushed him down onto the toilet lid, grabbed his dick, and dropped down on it. All I could see were his balls sticking out under her ass as she started to ride him at full speed. Maybe it was the weed, or maybe he jerked off a lot last night, but they went for a while before he was saying he was going to cum. She did not stop riding him until he was too soft to keep moving inside her anymore. Doing something I never thought of doing when pulling out of a girl, Lenny grabbed a big handful of tissues, wrapped them around his dick, and pumped up the last few drops into her before he pushed the tissues against her pussy. He then pulled the rest of the way free as Paula reached down to hold the tissues in place.

As she hurried to clean up and dress, he said, “So, Paula, like, you know, that was so freaking great. Never met nobody who can, like, you know, take me all in like that with one push. I so, like, won’t spill about what just went down. If you want to hook up again, it would be so wicked. We could, like, hack shit and the one that gets in first gets to be on top. People say you got some serious skills babe.”

“Maybe,” Paula said coyly.

Well that is different. She has never acted that way around anyone that I have ever seen.

While Lenny hopped in the shower, Paula told me, “David you have no idea how much I love you for always keeping an eye out for me. Dad, Jane, and I have been watching out for you so much that I never thought you were looking out for us too. I had no idea who Lenny was until I came down to your room. You have no idea how bad I needed a big, long, fat cock to help me take care of my cravings and his was perfect. His hacking skills are on par with mine too. You might have set me up with someone that will help me with my problem and keep me challenged intellectually at the same time. I have to setup some time to talk with him when we get home.”

Yet another girl floating on air today.

Paula walked out with a look that dared anyone to question why she was in my room or even on the boy’s floor. I saw one of the male teachers walking toward her, stop, and then go back to his room. I don’t know if she said something or it was just the look that did it.

I was just sitting down to my third heaping plate of eggs, muffins, and fruit when Mrs. Carter came up to the table.

“David,” she said in her stern teacher voice. “I have spoken with my colleagues regarding last evening’s peculiar challenges. All parties have agreed the matter was resolved satisfactorily. You will be severely disciplined if you get caught up in such matters again. Am I understood?”

“Yes Mrs. Carter,” I replied sounding scolded.

That was different. Can she actually be seeing me as something other than someone she is going to hate just because of my gender?

A girl at the next table over asked, “Was she talking about what was going on last night with the cops at the pool?”

“I think so,” I told her with a shrug. “Some crazy blond girl came over to tear into me for just look at all the girls in swimsuits by the pool. I mean come on; I am a typical horny fourteen year old high school boy. Seems I wasn’t the only person she has been pissing off with her attitude. The girls in her room punked her with some fake down the shirt boob shots they said were her. Other pics showed everything, even some really close shots through the leg holes of her shorts that were very detailed. At the hotel pool she noticed some really handsome guy that always hung around the public pool she used at home. I was in some serious deep shit because Mrs. Carter found out I had been in the back hall looking at the photos on the girl’s phone. If the girl hadn’t found the creepy guy I would be on my way back home now!”

“Wow! Mrs. Carter really hates boys and men. She must have been really pissed that she couldn’t bust you,” she said back.

I shrugged and finished my plate. When going for my next one, I noticed that Paula was actually sitting at a table with Lenny having what looked like a good conversation. She seemed really happy. I can’t remember when I last saw her really happy since the day she got the special doll outfit my mom had bought for her.

I hope he can help her get over the problems she is having! If nothing else, she has a cool guy our age to screw that can touch all those places inside that my little dick will never be able to do.

I ate till I was stuffed before going out to the lobby to grab a spot on a couch where I could watch the girls moving around in the lobby or going out to their busses. Our group was to be in the lobby by nine and get on the busses at nine thirty. Today we were told we were taking in the other opposite museum that we had missed because of power issues. We would take in lunch, head to the National Archives and then the Holocaust Museum.

When we got to the American History Museum, I was in a different group of guys than the last time.

“Man that ancient computer is a monster. My phone is faster and has tons more memory that that hunk of junk,” a boy said as we got to one of the computer exhibits from the sixties. “Gramps said those old vacuum tubes were touchy little bitches. Look at them the wrong way and they would blow.”

When we came to where they had birth control pills, some of the boys cheered and said that all girls should be required to take them. They wouldn’t have any excuses for not giving it up. The joking continued as we got to the Soup Can Paper Dresses and Bikinis.

“I wonder if we can get some paper bikinis made up. We could put bets on how many times they could wear them before they fell off,” I joked. “You think any girls would be dumb enough to wear ones made from toilet paper. You know for softness?”

A boy in our group said, “Who needs them to fall off? Girls at my pool started wearing thongs with tops so small that they slip off their nipples all the time. Most girls won’t go bald so the hair they kept under it pushes the thin strips out so far their suits don’t cover anything between their legs.”

Not surprisingly, when we got to the part on feminism we saw a group of girls that were reading everything and taking lots of notes. We all got sour looks from the girls that happened to turn towards us as we moved past.

Damn you are so brainwashed already. You are all of what, ten, or eleven. Nobody even said a word as we did our best to not even get close to any of you!

Now the food inventions section was pretty cool. I never knew they didn’t always have microwave meals. Mr. Potter, our chaperone in this group, had a hard time being able to stop laughing with all the jokes we were making about that sour cream gun on display.

I mean come on! What teenaged guy wouldn’t find that completely hilarious?

When I saw this 5-story doll house I wondered what it would have been like to have a little sister.

Maybe I will have one. Mom is pregnant.

Of all the areas in the museum that we walked through, the one we spent the most time in was the electricity exhibit. Most of the guys took to reading about electromagnets, arc lamps, batteries, neon and all of the other cool things that had just always been around for kids our age.

They tried to hurry us up to make it to the William G. McGowan Theatre to see some documentary, but it was just too far away to get there in time and still finish lunch. We get to see the original Declaration of Independence, or what they told us was the original. There were still a lot of important things here, but I doubt any of the guys with me were all that interested in any of it. The Spirited Republic exhibit in the Lawrence F. O’Brien Gallery was about the most interesting thing. I tried to read some of the history on alcohol, but there were so many groups pushing through that there just was not time to stop. Amazingly we were heading out of the museum toward lunch before it even felt like we had been there a few minutes.

When we got the Holocaust Museum, I thought it would be kind of creepy. It wasn’t. It was really damn creepy! There were a lot of details on what happened in World War II, but when we got to the model of the Auschwitz Crematorium I got really weirded out. The display went into how people were herded into these big rooms they were told were showers. Men, women, boys, and girls were all told to undress for “showers” to ensure they were clean from anything that might be in or on their clothes. Then they were gassed and cremated, up to a thousand at a time. I had flashes of the sex slavers that were burned to a crisp in the room where they tortured me and the man raped Paula.

I was pretty much lost in my own thoughts as we left the museum. Some guys were playing around, but I think many of the others were still freaked out by seeing up close the hideous things the Nazi’s had done. Hearing about it in a Social Studies class or on TV really didn’t make it seem as horrible as the raw details we got at the museum. Instead of taking the boys all back to the hotel, they took us over to some place with lots of gardens and reflection pools. All of the guys were re-split into four groups. We ate whatever we wanted from various food carts being pushed around, but they wanted us to sit and think about what we saw at the museum. They encouraged us to write out our thoughts into our notes so we could have them down while the experience was still fresh in our mind. It would also help them help any of us that needed to talk something out that was really bothering them.

I noticed that there were a lot of people from the gardens walking around checking us out. I started to worry that it was some more of the people like those that had kidnapped me, and then one of the guys near me started to lose it. These people gently, but quickly, led him off to a table away from everyone else. We could see him from here without hearing what they were saying. I know from the way his shoulders slumped a few times that he was crying or pretty close to it. It turns out that we spent four hours there.

Back at the hotel we were told we had an early curfew, so we should just go straight to our rooms now. Tomorrow was Saturday and we were going to the zoo. It was not normally an all-day thing, but they said it was going to be coed. I don’t remember my head hitting the pillow. Somewhere in the night I thought I might have heard Paula moaning out and the sound of a creaking bed. I didn’t see her when I woke up enough to get to the bathroom and Lenny was snoring away.

I took that chance to get a shower with the bathroom door locked. Lenny would piss off the balcony if he couldn’t wait.

I like showering with girls a lot, but it is really nice to be able to just have a nice long shower alone.

Lenny was gone by the time I went to get dressed. I didn’t realize I had been in there that long.

As I was heading toward the elevator a courier, with a motorcycle helmet under her arm, came rushing after me. I didn’t have to check that the place in my head was blue or that my shield was ready for anything. Somehow I just knew I was good to go.

“Whoa! Almost missed you there little man,” she said sounding like a bad surfer lingo wannabe. “I got paid two skins over the normal fee to watch for a kid to come out of that room wearing dark glasses. Who would have thought there could so be more than one? You David or are there more guys and girls in there still?”

I closed my eyes to not see her clothes, except her underwear, or the box. Inside the box was yet another pair of dark goggles. These looked more like sunglasses than goggles.

These definitely aren’t from Steve’s company.

Smiling, I reached for the box, did a bad Jedi mind trick imitation, and said, “I am the David you are looking for.”

“Cool ref kid. Sign here,” she told me.

She was off like a shot down the stairs and I returned to my room to check out my latest present.

Inside I did indeed find a pair of goggles that looked exactly like the pair I had on, they were just a tiny but heavier, but that was all. As soon as I put them on I felt my phone buzz. When I picked it up and unlocked it, I saw a message about wanting to pair to “David’s Eyes.”

That is new. What harm can it do? My phone is haunted already.

It never asked me for a pin or anything, just paired, and then dropped completely off the list of Bluetooth devices. I was about to reset Bluetooth and see if it popped up again when I saw a message appear on the lens of the glasses.

“Not Terminator. Better. Full facial recognition. Optional rendered removal of apparel,” came across the right lens. “Computer enhancement of details as desired.”

In my ear was the same male voice as Google Maps used saying, “Completely 3D printed, invisible electronics and optics. Charges by sunlight, EMF, or shield, Bluetooth processing offload, contains 64 GB RAM. Automatically downloads all available relevant details for ten mile surrounding area, not just satellite or static maps. Verbally controlled brainwave interface, enable with code: Pink Banana Dog Sled. Disable with Blue Beer Flavored Tennis Ball. Try it now.”

What the fuck? Whatever he is now hasn’t done anything to harm me.

“Pink Banana Dog Sled”

Right off the goggles sort of blinked and then I was seeing a lot of colors and then calibration screens. In my head I could feel a bit of tingling, but nothing that would bother me unless it was like that all the time. Once it seemed they were somehow tuned into me, however that could even work, I saw them go back to like they had been when I first put them on.

“Better. Think, remove bedspreads.”

I did and both bedspreads were gone. I knew it was like me telling the place in my head to remove them.

“Think ultraviolet.”

When I did that I quickly saw a huge glowing area all over the middle of Lenny’s bed. That was to be expected if Paula had snuck in here last night to get laid again. What I didn’t expect was the goggles to start showing “analyzing...” followed by “Semen – Lenny. Vaginal secretions – Paula and unknown female. Genetic profile unavailable. Sample size too small. Conclusion: Unknown female secretions originated from within Paula prior to engaging in intercourse with Lenny.”

Shit! How the fuck?

The voice was back saying, “Utilizing capabilities of your enhancements with special data collection in frames. Collection data processed externally. Now, see all then not see walls, floors, ceilings, furniture, or carpets.”

I did as asked and saw what I expected. Eerily ghostly spaces showing dust floating in air, some dead bugs and vermin, pipes and wires. Of course there were all the people on all of the floors there too. I quickly made myself not see the people because I caught some glimpses of some fat old people having sex that I didn’t ever want to see again.

Now that I had it the way the message on the goggles instructed, I started to see one of the things the goggles would do for someone like me. Electrical wires came up yellow for 120v, blue for 240v and red for anything of higher voltage. All phone lines were green and Ethernet cables were green with white stripes. Water pipes were copper and blue for cold, red and copper for hot. Waste pipes were shown as black and yellow caution stripes. What I found interesting were the various random wires that were orange. On them I was seeing the goggles showing signals going back and forth. I followed one up to that I think was where the smoke detector was on the wall beside the bed. Another went to somewhere in the door, possibly the lock. Out in the hall I found ones that definitely went to cameras. Without any warning, a video popped up on my left lens showing the video from the camera I was looking at. When I dropped my vision down toward the camera on the floor below, that camera’s image showed up.

I told myself to see all the cell phones, laptops, and web cams where someone was using the camera. Whenever I pointed a dot in the right lens of the goggles on the device with the camera in use I got to see and hear as if I was looking out of the camera with my left eye.

“Turn on all, stay locked on camera”

When I did that everything got even cooler. I saw the same on my left eye as before, but now the right eye was showing me exactly where on the blueprints the phone was located and on which floor.

“Say trace chat,” a message said on the right lens.

Ok... “Trace chat”

I expected that maybe it would do some cheesy going down the wire graphics or something. Instead I found I was looking at three different video streams side by side on the left lens. The right lens was showing me maps with dots on them. One was in Spain, one in DC and the other in Mexico. Just the focusing of my eye on the specific dot in Spain changed to having the video on the left go to that person only and right zoomed in to show me exactly where in the apartment building. I then got an overhead view of the entire apartment.

Creepy as hell, but cool too!

Nope, I was wrong. That was just pretty cool, damn cool came a few seconds later.

As I continued to watch, the blueprint of the apartment started to fill in with outlines of object at first. There were couches, chairs, tables, beds, tubs and toilets first, and then even more details came in. Before long I was starting to see details, in full color. On my left lens the live video added three more feeds. One was from inside the apartment looking into a back bedroom. The other two were from cameras somewhere outside that were zoomed and panning over the apartment as it looked through the open blinds where they had the metal outside covers rolled up. Then a final video popped up to show rapidly flashing images like they show on TV shows when searching for facial recognition. When it stopped I was back to watching just the one video from the phone a girl was holding to talk to a man here in D.C. On the right lens I was watching as it continued to add amazing details until every single room in the apartment where the girl was chatting. Some of the colors were off and I saw one place where a bed sheet was blue in one area, white in another and purple in a third.

Like it was reading my mind, and maybe it was somehow, I saw “Composite images from available live data and archives.”

It was more than enough that I could move around in that apartment in complete darkness without stubbing my toes. I didn’t need much light to still see everything in full color even when wearing goggles.

“Hurry. Third elevator arriving in 12.2 seconds. Will continue in lobby,” I got shown on the screen before they turned off to look like my normal goggles.

Well they did until I got out to the elevator bay. Without being obnoxious, I saw a wire frame display showing the elevator coming down the shaft towards me with wire frames of the people inside. An X appeared at an open spot inside and flashed at me until I moved onto it. When I looked around I am sure the “man in the machine” had a sense of humor. The view changed from wire frames to showing heat maps of everyone’s bodies over top of them. Normal body temperature was clear; anything above went from yellow through orange to red.

That sure explains why I am on this X.

The boys where I started to go stand had hard boners. My new spot had me behind a girl that got pushed back into me when more people packed into the elevator. She was showing red heat levels between her legs. A bit of shifting had her rubbing back against another boy. I just happened to be looking at them when I saw a large hot place appear at the end of his dick before his dick cooled back down to normal. The big wet spot stayed hotter a bit longer before it started to get cool too.

I only had to think that I wanted the goggles to go back to normal for the heat maps to go away. By then we were in the lobby.

My biggest surprise, well so far, with the new goggles came when I got to the buffet line. I wasn’t even thinking about anything other than eating. I heard someone sneeze somewhere in front of me in the line. Almost immediately I was looking at reds, sickly greens, and blacks overlaid on the buffet foods.