�That can�t be it. The damn thing wouldn�t work!�
You don�t say that to two fellow geeks without them wanting the details. �I was into tinkering with laser and was working on a liquid bromide version. I don�t see how it fits in though. I could only get enough output for one shot. I was working on a revolving input source something like an old Gatling gun but it was only in the design stage. I didn�t have the resources to model it.�
Tina smiled and said �bingo!�
Adam added �I saw that in a movie once!�
I smiled �me too, "Real Genius" was one of my favorites. I guess whoever wrote the screenplay didn�t even think about the fact that it could actually work, but theirs was frozen.�
He was getting more animated as he asked questions about size, output and range.
When I told him the range I tested at was 200 miles and had destroyed a junked car he was more enthusiastic. He asked what I had intended to do with it and I explained my theory of taking out terrorists with it from either converted bombers or a drone.
�That�s why you�re here dude. How many lives would be saved by not having to send troops into some hellhole to root out the bad guys? 200 miles is already low earth orbit. You could use satellite imagery to pick a target and no terrorist would be safe. They can�t stay inside forever.� He added a bit of useful information �I worked on a couple of laser projects at MIT. I�ll help if you�ll let me.�
I told him I�d appreciate it and we talked a bit about the projects he had been on. Lasers were going to be an important part of the plan and not just for toasting terrorists. We were going to need better computers to advance technology at the rate we wanted and lasers were essential to manufacture the microprocessors we wanted to produce. We agreed to get together again soon.
After he left we went to the main house to see Al. He had company but we stole him for a quick conference. He was still against the merger since he would be leaving (hopefully) for the NFL when he graduated but agreed that Joyce and Linda needed to know the story.
I was secretly relieved that he felt that way. The thought of being involved with Joyce like that had no appeal to me after Jan. Every time we were together I knew I�d be thinking about her sister. Telling them about us would head off any bad feelings about not being in the loop. We couldn�t hide it from them much longer anyway.
I tried to show Al the trick I had taught Adam and admitted I had been too dumb to think of it before but it didn�t work. I could do it for him but he couldn�t follow what I was doing. I came to the conclusion that it must be because he hadn't been sent back. The Gods must have altered us to be able to do this. In the end, he stayed �activated�. He would find that they wouldn�t be able to wear him out as easily now. I was able to do all the other things since there wouldn�t ever be a need to change them back. Remembering how his previous football career had ended made me experiment a little more. Nothing short of a sledgehammer would tear his ACL now. The girls would be surprised soon. Now the only fly in the ointment was Lin. There was no way she wouldn�t find out with Adam in the picture.
What I had done with my healing abilities had me wondering about Dee. The gods said he couldn�t be helped but I wanted to try. I called and asked them to stop by on their way home tomorrow before Joining Tina and Kathy in bed. They were excited about the idea but I warned them it was a long shot.
When Dee arrived the next evening I explained to him what I intended to do. He brightened up considerably as he asked �do you think it�s possible to make me potent again?�
I told him I could try but if the Gods couldn�t do it I had little hope that I�d be able to. I also told him that I could attempt to give him a little �growth spurt� if he wanted me to try (he most definitely did) I warned him that I didn�t know if I could but I would try.
After he thanked me Rhonda gave us some hope. She reminded me that the Gods hadn't actually said they couldn't heal Dee. They had seemed to indicate that they weren't allowed to.
On that hopeful note we joined hands. I had the stamina thing down pat but the growth took some work. It was almost as if I had to reawaken cells and remind them what they were supposed to do. Glands had to be reminded what their purpose was. It was like convincing them that puberty wasn�t done yet. After I thought that was done, I checked the fertility problem.
The Gods had been serious. Dee�s testicles were toast, I mean dead with a capital D. The must have really shot the radiation to them. I had an idea of my own though and pursued it with a vengeance when I discovered that yes, it was possible. Very difficult, but doable. When I was done I slumped over and fainted.
I heard Dee yelling from a distance as I blacked out. I woke up with my head in Jane�s lap and three concerned faces hovering over me.
I was a little tired but otherwise felt fine and told them so. I sat up with just a little mild dizziness. I felt almost too satisfied with what I had done. I told them I was sorry for scaring them but what I tried was harder than I had imagined.
I could see Dee hiding his disappointment until I added �but I think it worked. I mean all of it worked, Dee. It will be strange for you though. There was no possible way to make your present 'nads do their thing again. They�re as useless as golf balls. While I was making things grow though, I had an idea. I hope you won�t mind having three nuts. It might be a little weird but number three should be fully functional. You might like to know that the cancer was coming back too, but it�s gone now.�
He was overjoyed and practically in tears as he hugged me. �I don�t think I will ever be able to repay you for this but I can only imagine how Jane will.� I shrugged it off as the least I could do for a friend but told him Jane thanking me would be nice anyway.
I was almost scared when Jane explored my tonsils and whispered �the paramedics might need to be put on standby for what I�m going to do for you!�
The following weekend Rhonda was with her parents. Tina, Beth, and Kathy went shopping with mom. I was actually alone, and it felt strange. The situation was remedied very soon though.
When the doorbell rang I was sitting at the table reading the Journal and contemplating the purchase of a large block of Coca-Cola stock. The only misgiving I had was the dip it took over the "New Coke" fiasco. It hadn't taken long to recover though so I eventually decided to pull the trigger.
As I came to that conclusion the doorbell rang. I hadn�t bothered getting dressed but grabbed a robe just in case before answering it. Jackie walked right in when I opened the door. She knew about the fact that I was by myself and said she needed to talk to me. Before she began, she removed my robe and what little she was wearing and sat me in a dining room chair before impaling herself on my rod with a sigh, saying �ahhh that�s nice. I�m sure I�ll think better like this�
Evidently she had been practicing some additional exercises. She began to milk my cock with her internal muscles as she asked �just what do you expect me to do as AG? You aren�t going to be pushing any illegal agenda are you?�
It was difficult to concentrate but playing with her tits seemed to help as I answered �what I�d like for you to do is advise me on the constitutionality of every decision I want to make. I want it to be strictly legal with no bullshit loopholes for people to use.�
She smiled �good, that�s settled� and proceeded to screw me silly. Personally, I think the question was an excuse to visit, not that I was complaining or anything.
Tina had gone with dad to visit the farm next door and made a deal with them. She made a trade with the farmer that worked out well for all concerned. They would provide compost and manure for her project and we would supply them and us with fuel for the farm equipment and vehicles.
On other fronts, we were making money like we had our own private printing press. The combined knowledge of our little group had almost all the angles covered. Our biggest difficulty was keeping it invested and sheltering as much as we legally could from taxes. If things continued as they were, we would pass two billion in assets sometime in the next six months.
I made the time to play with the youngsters as much as possible. I couldn�t wait until they got a little older. Like most men, when they were this little I had problems relating but I wanted to make sure they were used to me always being there. I was not going to make the mistakes I had before and my children were among my worst. I had never been there for them. In my quest to stay as far away from their mothers as possible I had never spent significant time with them. Sure, I sent money but as the old song says "Can't buy me love".
Jane was pregnant again, and this one was Dee�s. I have never seen two happier people. Jane thanked me senseless several times. I hadn't mentioned the little growth spurt I'd given Dee but she really appreciated it. They had opened three more stores and had moved closer to us.
School ended with our entire group, as well as the others we helped, getting straight A�s. While this wasn't unexpected, it was still nice. Other than helping others we didn't study much. We weren't reading, we were writing. Because our knowledge was so diversified we needed to share it with each other. I was learning physics from Tina, management from Rhonda, medicine from Paula, and law from Jackie. In turn, Adam, Beth, and I were teaching the others about computer hardware and software.
Oh yeah, Paula�s dad positively loved me now. They were rich. He had taken my advice on the oil stock, Wal-Mart, and many others and had even traveled to Vegas with my dad to place a few bets. They had also become friends. Mom and Frieda (Paula's mom) often travelled with them for some weekend fun.
Rhonda made the baseball team and started at first base. When she showed up at baseball tryouts with me no one paid much attention other than to stealthily ogle her figure. The fun started when they realized she was there to try out for the team. Not that there were any sexist remarks or anything. A lot of them had been on my little league team last year and had seen her play.
The coach knew about it beforehand because we had talked to him. After I filled him in on her stats and ability he was very receptive to the idea of having a girl on the team.
When I informed him that we had been practicing and she could hit every pitch I threw he became downright enthusiastic. He put her in the box first and had our second best pitcher from last year face her.
Jeff had been our catcher when we practiced and didn�t hesitate to challenge her with the signs he used. I watched the smile on Ben�s face as Jeff called a slider change into disbelief when Rhonda sent it into the left field corner for what would have been at least a double.
After she smacked a few more his smile was back. The coach had me take over for him and when we met between the plate and the mound he said �I think I'm in love, that chick can hit!� before handing me the ball and wishing me luck. Rhonda was zoned in pretty well and I only got one very good curve ball past her. She sprayed everything else all over the field.
After BP the coach put her at first and had us play in the field. She showed that she could play one Hel of a first base as well. I actually had to play shortstop or outfield when I wasn�t pitching, she was that good.
The Karate had done very well also. Sensei Timmons had recruited Kathy to help him instruct the earlier classes. It was hard not to laugh at the poor young guys she was trying to teach. They had major problems concentrating on what they were supposed to be doing instead of ogling her.
We ended up winning the league again and only lost three games all season. Football went much the same. We lost a couple of guys to age but everybody who could come back, did. We went undefeated for the second year in a row.
Time was a blur, every moment not spent in bed was taken up by research, music, and making money for the future. Land acquisition began. Many of us had lived all over the country and knew where large shopping centers, malls, ball parks, and other places would be built and we got there first. We�d make a killing on the investment when we sold it to the developers.
Life was good, but was about to get complicated. I vividly remembered watching the 1972 summer Olympics and was determined that it would be remembered more for Mark Spitz and Olga Korbut than the eight cowardly terrorists that overshadowed their accomplishments.
Al, Jackie, Adam, Rhonda, Tina, Kathy, and Beth were in on the plan. It was fairly straightforward and had only one major complication. How in the name of the gods would we ever get the folks to go along with it?
That turned out to be a non-issue. With things being the way they were, they had no problem with it. The only hard part was convincing them not to go with us.
We went to several events and had a blast up until the fifth of September. That�s when we put on the trench coats and looped the slings around our necks that each had a sawed off 12 gauge loaded with 5 rounds of double ought buckshot attached to it. This had all been packed in our checked baggage. Airport security had a long way to go in the 70�s.
We had no trouble sneaking into the Olympic village and walked right into the lobby of the apartment building where the Israeli athletes were staying. We made like student reporters trying to get an interview until the eight armed and masked Black September scum barged in shouting.
We simply turned and fired, each of us targeting one gunman. After the first round, two were still up and received more. We walked away in the confusion almost scot-free. They were so professional that we didn�t even realize we�d been followed. Since it was the Mossad I guess it shouldn�t have surprised us.
We were caught flat-footed and held in one of our rooms to be questioned but when they found out who the crud we took out was they got exceptionally nice in a hurry. I think they almost believed the story we gave them. It was actually very close to the truth. We explained that we had a vision about the event and described what had actually happened in the original version.
We still had a pretty rough time until the terrorists were positively identified. We were treated well but were obviously not going anywhere until they said we could.
After all was said and done, Israel picked up our tab at the hotel and we had great seats for the closing ceremonies. They also agreed to a face saving cover-up. We were never there. The terrorists had been taken care of by Israeli security forces.
They did know who we were though and that hadn't been part of our plan. Our folks didn�t even ask about the foiled attack when we got back.
Seventh grade was an adventure. On several occasions the faculty attempted to skip us a grade. We managed to frustrate them every time. Some of us wanted to play various sports, which skipping grades would have ruined.
The others refused to be separated from us. They did manage to mix our class schedules but there were too many of us to keep from having at least two members of our group together at all times. Word quickly got around to the would-be bullies that their days were numbered.
We didn�t just watch out for ourselves. We had an agreement that if any of us saw someone getting hassled we would stop it. It took several demonstrations to get the point across.
The school was a large one and included grades 7 through 12 on one campus. On the first day the usual �let�s harass the new kids� started. The particular thug that picked me seemed to get angry when I ignored him and tried to shove me into the wall. I think he was saying �I�m talking to you twerp!� but he didn�t get to complete the statement thoroughly enough for me to be sure. I put him in an arm bar and kicked him in his ample gut before walking on. Last I noticed he seemed to be revisiting breakfast.
The last time they bothered us it was Lin who demonstrated the error of their ways. Four large guys had a seventh grader in a circle and were bouncing him around. They laughed when all five-foot-six of Lin stepped in and told them play-time was over.
When a little seventh grade girl kicks the shit out of four juniors� people notice. She did get called to the office but it seems that nobody saw a thing. The bullies wouldn�t admit what happened either, even the one with the broken arm. Being the only male in the group made me a target. I almost wished that Adam would skip a grade.
He had joined the Karate class and was doing pretty good. I was worried I might need some help. I was especially concerned about gym class since I wouldn�t have any back-up. It soon became obvious that I shouldn�t have worried. A lot of the guys we had helped were there. The ones who might have tried something were too scared to do anything when they were heavily outnumbered. This made me even more popular because some of the smaller boys had expected to have trouble.
Beth had the expected problems because of her early development. This was countered by making sure at least one of us was always with her and resulted in a few more �disagreements� but eventually she was marked as �off limits� by the vultures to preserve their health. I think Beth had more to do with this than her escort did. She was very capable of handling herself.
There was one problem though. People talk, and because of P.E. my penile blessing got around.
We were walking home one day and Tina brought the subject up. �Do you know what your nickname is?� she asked coyly. I was afraid to ask �what� but I did. She giggled �TRIPOD! A few of the girls even asked me if it was true since they know I�m your sister. They think you�re a hunk, too.�
Kathy added �Me too. Heck, they even asked me if we had sex! They know I�m adopted and they said they�d like to get their hands on you.�
I had noticed several girls seemed to make it a point to hang around me but I always had more friends that were girls so I hadn�t paid it much attention. I told them honestly �I don�t know what I can do about it. I don�t want to be rude and since I refuse to play favorites with all of you they all must think I�m unattached at the moment.�
Lin said �every girl who asks about you wants to be �attached� to at least one part of you.�
Beth put her two cents in �some of them don�t care about the equipment rumors at all though. They just think you�re unbelievably adorable. I think they just have excellent taste in boys.�
Rhonda added �that�s what I tell them, too.�
Tina told me that several girls, some of whom they liked, had been hinting that they�d love to see the pool. She thought they might want to see me in swim trunks more than they wanted to swim.
I told her it was her pool too and if she wanted to invite anybody over that was fine with me. I warned her that I would find it very hard to be a �brother� at home. It was difficult enough at school.
I had some payback stored up, too. �Speaking of unbelievably adorable� I informed them �guys talk too. I lost count of the times people have told me how lucky I am to be living at the same house as three of the hottest females on the planet, especially since they�re adopted sisters and technically fair game. Others have asked me to introduce them to one of you and put a good word in. They know we�re close friends but I don�t think they suspect how close. I even decked some clown before I could stop myself when I heard him say how much he�d like to �nail� Rhonda. This was after the comment on how �fine� her ass was.�
She scolded me �you know how guys talk at your age and you shouldn�t get mad at them. They�re just acting like normal teenage boys. Actually� she added �I think it�s a compliment in a way. It feels nice to have someone think you�re pretty even if they don�t stand a chance. It�s nice for me especially. Until I met all of you I felt like people thought I was plain and ugly. Do us a favor though and don�t invite any boys over unless you ask us first. It could get messy.� I agreed that indeed, it could.
They brought up Adam and the fact he had more friends now. He thought it was weird that they were all girls but we didn�t. He was actually a pretty handsome guy since his skin had cleared up and he lost the glasses. It probably had more to do with his maturity though.
Kathy asked if I was sure that it was alright for her to ask someone over and when I assured her it was she said �there is this one girl I want to invite. She�s really nice but I think we�re the only girls who will even speak to her. We have lunch the same period and when Paula and I saw that she was always sitting alone unless she was telling guys to �fuck off� we went over and sat with her. It�s sad really. She�s a senior and a couple of years ago she got a bad reputation. It seems she got curious about sex like most of us do but in her case she decided to investigate. She slept with four different guys. She was as na�ve as I was and fell for their lines about how much they cared about her and all that crap. Of course they all dumped her and talked about it to whoever would listen. She got a reputation for being �easy� and now the only people who will talk to her are guys looking to get laid.�
I told Kathy that her friends were always welcome in her house anytime and left it at that. Perhaps I should have been more careful because I didn�t plan on what transpired.
Tina and I were alone on Saturday afternoon. This was pretty rare so when she sat in my lap and kissed me, asking �will you do me a favor and make love to me like it was our wedding night?� my erection practically came through my shorts.
We were through with the hour of foreplay and a good half-hour into the most intense sexual experience we had ever shared when I could have sworn I heard a strange voice whisper �shh, no. Please don�t?�
I was too into who I was doing to pay any attention. It was another twenty minutes before we reached our peaks at the same time, Tina with a husky �oh baby, yesss! And me with a simple �I love you, Tina� as we looked into each other�s eyes.
We were in the middle of a long, tender kiss when I heard the same voice as before whisper in longing �I hope one day someone will love me that much.�
Tina heard her too this time and we both looked. There was a very pretty redhead in the doorway with tears streaming down her face. She saw us look and stammered �I�m so sorry!� before she turned to run away.
As one we yelled �WAIT!� and Kathy caught her. Tina kissed me again and made me promise that we would do this again soon and often, finishing with �Someday, somehow, we are going to be married.� I was glad that was settled. I thought it already had been.
We had other problems at the moment. Neither of us bothered with clothes and each of us took one side of the sobbing girl on the sofa and held her. I don�t think she realized what she was doing when she put her arms around me and proceeded to drench my shoulder. Tina arrived with a glass of something and made the girl choke it down (literally) she later told me it was Wild Turkey 101.
She realized whose shoulder she had been sobbing on and apologized again. I took her by the shoulders and said �stop! You�re among friends here and I don�t want apologies. What I do want to hear is why you�re so upset!�
She sputtered and blurted �aren�t you? I didn�t mean to spy on you! The door was open and Kathy and Beth were showing me around. I didn�t know anyone was in there I swear! But when I saw the two of you it was just so beautiful that I just had to see it! I begged them to let me. I couldn�t help myself. Oh God, I�m so sorry!�
I reminded her that we didn�t want �sorry� and explained �what you saw was two people who are very much in love making love. It happens every day in a lot of places, you know.
�Not to me! Don�t you know I�m the school slut? The resident sperm depository? The fucking cum bucket? I�m a god damn pariah! No one will ever love me like you love her!� I wondered when she would notice. She had looked at Tina when she said �her� and sputtered, looking at both of us �you�re both naked!�
Tina smiled and hugged her �it�s just skin, we�ve all got it.� We asked what had been so fascinating and she blurted �the love! I could see it practically oozing out of your pores! It was rolling off of you in waves!�
Kathy said �I think you should go for a swim. I know you brought a suit and you can wear it if you want to but we�re pretty informal around here.� She introduced the gaping girl as Ellen Edwards as she undressed and said �ready?�
Ellen had her suit on but was at least swimming and talking to us. When Adam and Lin joined us she finally gave up. �I feel so out of place� she said as she got out of the pool. We were afraid she was leaving but were soon relieved when she took her suit off. She had been wearing a modest one-piece that covered up another gorgeous body. She looked a lot like what I imagined Paula would in a few years. She also had a very tasty looking red muff and a nice butt.
Ellen and Lin seemed to get along great and I noticed Adam trying to watch without �watching� so Lin wouldn�t get angry. We played until Frieda woke up. Paula, Adam and Lin had to leave so only the four of us were left. That didn't last long because Al's group had decided to join in.
They hadn't noticed Ellen and when they did I could tell they liked her. Ellen's eyes locked on Al immediately and she turned red from head to toe. We wouldn't let her hide behind the loungers though.
Beth pulled her back up and said �no modesty here! Al, Joyce, and Linda are family. She made the introductions and scolded the newcomers. "You should get comfortable so the poor thing won�t be self conscious!�
Al and his bunch stripped and he was placed next to Ellen by his girls. She turned even redder, which should not have been possible, but managed to stammer �you�re not the Al Sussmann who plays football at state are you?�
He admitted to being guilty of that and she added �I�ve seen you play. You�re amazing! I think you got three sacks in the game I saw! My dad took me a couple of weeks ago.�
We told them about each other but Linda had the most interesting tidbit of information. She told Ellen �there�s one thing you don�t know about Al. He shares his brother�s taste in women and he especially loves red haired women! I think it must be in the genes or something.�
Al muttered �I never know when to keep my mouth shut.� This was a fact that I hadn�t known. I thought the ogling he had been giving Ellen was just because she was both new and pretty. He turned to her and pleaded �please don�t let them scare you away! I love �em all, but don�t ever tell one of them something you don�t want ALL of us to know.� And then to everybody he announced �O.K. Yes, I love red hair, I can�t help it. I also think its fantastic when that red hair is on a knockout like Ellen or Beth. Are you little vixens happy now?�
We all cracked up when Ellen blushed and said �do you really think I�m pretty?�
Al gaped at her and said �you�ll fit right in. It took some of these girls over a year to realize how hot they are. Some of them still don�t get it. Girl, you are beautiful, and I hope you stick around long enough for us to prove it to you.�
I had an idea and butted in �Hey Al, are you busy tomorrow afternoon?� He told me that he only had one class and it ended at noon so I asked �wouldn�t be nice of you to offer to pick Ellen up after school and give her a ride home in your nice new car?�
Tina cracked up �oh shit, those assholes will die of envy! That would be just too cool!�
Al had found the car again. It was an AAR limited edition 1970 Plymouth �Cuda. Stock from the factory it was equipped with a 340 motor which had a very nice set of six-pack carburetors on it. It looked, sounded, and was one of the hottest looking cars ever made. That fucker ate �Vettes for lunch.
Ellen was happy and confused when he agreed. She seemed even more confused when they led her to Al's basement lair a short time later.
I managed to stay composed until they were out of sight before I lost it. The girls hadn't seen the humor and insisted I explain it to them. "I'm just relieved. I didn't like where you devious females were headed with her and my big bro came to the rescue." I got more serious then and looked at them. "I wouldn't have enjoyed what you had planned there ladies. Sex for fun has lost its appeal for me. Since I found you I've discovered, and in some cases rediscovered what it's like to make love. There's just no comparison. Ellen may be a nice person and is certainly pretty but that doesn't do it for me anymore. You've got me spoiled." I saw a few damp eyes when they attacked me so I guess I explained it well enough.
They practically carried me back up the stairs before continuing. There was a slight delay though. They refused to begin before Connie and Jackie arrived. Tina and Beth both knew exactly who I had been referring to and insisted on telling them word for word what I had said. I was lucky to survive the aftermath and regretted being generous about spreading the gift of not needing sleep.
We all watched from the steps of the school the next afternoon as Al arrived. Every head turned to watch this incredibly cool car pull up. The girls looked harder when Al got out. He was a handsome guy, with muscle to spare. He also stood six-foot four and weighed a solid 240. He opened the door for Ellen as they all drooled.
A senior girl next to me wondered out loud �who is that hunk?� I offered �that�s Al Sussmann. He plays for state, you might have heard of him.
Some guy started to make a rude remark about dumb jocks and bimbos before I added �he�s also my brother and not only on the Dean�s list but can kick your ass even easier than I can. It's obvious he has excellent taste in women, too.�
He backed down very quickly and retreated, complaining �ease up, I was just kidding!�
I wandered to the study room that evening only to find a despondent Tina and Adam sitting on the sofa half drunk. It seems that they had been lamenting the lack of a decent computer and the likelihood it would be years before they saw one again. I tried to cheer them up by pointing out that we had expected it and we knew we�d have to content ourselves with accomplishing the things we could without it until a usable system was ready. It seems the level of their depression related to the fact that in order to develop the system we wanted; we would have to make several we didn't. It was "catch 22". When you reach a certain level of development it takes a computer to design a better computer.
After several efforts to perk them up failed I managed to interest them in a threesome. With Adams continued lust for Tina and the strange coincidence that she hadn�t been with two guys at once without another female present it wasn�t that difficult. We wore her out eventually but it took longer than I thought. Adam and I could go all night but while some of the girls might not need to sleep, they didn�t have our stamina. I wasn�t about to help them either. It could be fatal (to the males). After she finally had enough I suggested that we send some ideas to certain individuals.
The first were Bob Noyce and Gordon Moore at Intel. If we could give them a nudge it would help speed things up immensely. I also suggested that he, Beth, and I could design some peripheral boards and devices since we had the knowledge. We could have Intel manufacture them but we would retain the patents for now.
Intel had already made the first microprocessor. If they went from MOS to CMOS the 4004 would be blown away. Hel, Adam could submit the DESIGN for the damn thing and we would sell it to Intel. The only reason I hadn�t suggested it before was that I wanted a piece of the IPO when they went public and didn�t want any accusations about insider trading hanging over us.
He reminded me that we would be shooting ourselves in the foot with Microsoft if we got into the software business as we had discussed. What we were up to would make them much less profitable, if they survived at all.
�Too bad Steve Jobs is still in high school� he lamented �Apple was always a better platform.�
I suggested that instead of waiting for Jobs, he should be Jobs. �Hel� I said �Mac was UNIX-based anyway. If you take what Apple did right and added the few things Gates did right there wouldn�t be any competition at all.
The only thing that bothered us was that it sounded almost like stealing. We didn�t care about Microsoft. They were so unethical that they deserved it. This wouldn't affect them anyway. Our software might do some of the same things but the operating system would be much more like Linux than anything else. As for the microprocessors, we thought a small commission on any they sold would offset some of the ethical concerns. They'd be getting it to the market sooner this way and it should offset any losses they would have had. Of course, they'd soon be in trouble when (or if) we came up with the chip we wanted.
Adam had designed chip fabricating equipment, Beth had designed peripherals, and I (and Adam) had experience with lasers. All of this would be needed in computer design and manufacturing.
Add to this that all three of us were fluent in several computer languages and something was beginning to smell like it had been planned. It looked like the Gods wanted a decent computer as much as we did. Once we figured that out we decided to do it. There was just too much at stake and we really needed top of the line computers in order to accomplish our goals. Besides that, we needed as much wealth as we could get and if we could manage to eventually corner the market on hardware and software the sky would be the low limit.
Our classes were interesting. In Biology the teacher made sure our group was separated. I was partnered with two girls. I wouldn't have minded if it had been two different females. They were both cute but the first time through they were my lab partners too. They had teased me continuously back then just to be cruel. It had been during my overweight phase and they had been relentless.
Amy was a short brunette and Becky was a tall blond. We got along O.K. but they had been getting progressively flirtier as the days passed just as they had done before. They made sure that I sat between them and since we sat at tables instead of desks they could rub a breast or leg against me every chance they got. It finally got serious, as I knew it would.
On Friday they showed up for class both dressed in skirts so short that I was surprised they hadn�t been sent home to change. I was talking to Tina and Paula when I saw them and groaned.
Tina hissed �I can�t believe those two!�
After I told them that it had happened in my first life Paula had a suggestion �paybacks are a bitch lover. I think you should give them a taste of what they want. Get them so hot they can�t stand it and see what happens. Who knows, it might be fun!�
They didn�t waste any time. When they sat down both of them scooted forward on their chairs. This caused their skirts to ride up almost to the Promised Land. Since we sat in the back of the class nobody could see but me. I couldn�t help but look since they both had great legs. This got the attention of my center appendage which announced his approval with an impressive bulge.
That was before they started playing with my legs, slowly working their way upward to investigate. Finally I decided that enough was enough and slid my arms under theirs. Not to force them away but to put my hands on their creamy smooth teenaged thighs.
I expected this to get a scream or at least make them stop. I found out that I was wrong again when they both parted their legs.
Becky did jump and give me a really surprised look first though. By the time they were stroking junior I discovered that they really meant business.
Where did fourteen year old girls find crotchless panties? I took advantage of course. I had to contort a bit but I soon discovered that they were both fairly wet already. When they were both very wet I slid a finger to them. I alternated between finger fucking and teasing their clits while they slid even more forward and leaned back in their chairs trying to look like they were listening to the lecture while biting their lips. I tried to time it right and was pretty close.
They both came within seconds of each other. They were very similar in their response. Both closed their eyes tightly, clamped their thighs around my hand, and used one of theirs to press it harder against their snatch while their other hand squeezed my cock so hard it hurt.
Our teacher was so boring that I think she even put herself to sleep and didn�t notice their gasps. Both girls were flushed and panting quietly as they released my hands.
I looked at Amy first and licked �her� finger �mmm, tasty!� I whispered. I did the same for Becky and said �very tasty indeed! Of course, it would taste better straight from the source but one can�t have everything I suppose.�
She looked at me wide-eyed and moaned �oh, damn!� before they both raised their hands to ask if they could go to the restroom. If their skirts hadn�t been leather I�m sure they would have been more embarrassed. There would have been one Hel of a wet spot on their cute little asses as they wobbled unsteadily from the room.
They returned a few minutes before class ended. I figured they�d be shy and embarrassed but instead they both squeezed an arm and puckered their lips at me. Thankfully, it was the last class of the day.
As we were leaving Becky asked if I could come over to her house later. It seems she lived with her mother who worked nights and Amy would be there as well. I had her give me her number and told her I�d call her if I could make it but I wasn�t sure.
I explained the situation to the girls on the way home. Paula and Tina had a lot of fun explaining what had happened since they had watched the entire episode. Every one of them said that I should go over and �show them a good time�.
I told them I wasn�t sure it was a good idea. I didn�t think I wanted these two to join us no matter how cute they were. Beth summed the other�s thoughts up quite well with �don�t promise them anything just fuck the little teases� brains out!�
I couldn't do it. Sure, they were pretty and I'd probably enjoy it but I'd feel like shit afterward. I wasn't into "revenge fucks" and told them so. It would almost feel like rape to me and I'd always thought that deserved the death penalty. Amy bothered me a lot more than Becky.
The truth is I'd been attracted to Becky back then before they started tormenting me. She seemed to be acting differently now. Nothing obvious, just expressions or mannerisms but I was sure something wasn't the same. I didn't want to risk missing another member of our group but the thought of going through with this disgusted me. A compromise was going to have to be found that I could live with...
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