Retreads- by Rotedrachen

Beth and I spent our religions version of Easter together at the cabin alone. The feast of Ostara is celebrated on the spring equinox, when the days and nights are equal in length.

Ostara is a German goddess of the sun and of fertility Her symbols are the rabbit and the egg. Both of us thought it was hilarious. Christianity had 'borrowed' not only our festivals, but their symbols, in order to gain converts.

Knowing we would be parted for a while dampened our spirits. We hoped the separation would be a short one. It was going to be hard to leave my friends. Even knowing that I would be able to visit sometimes. I would miss Beth the most. Hopefully, we�d be together again soon.

As a parting shot to my uncle, 'the weasel', we were moving everything except a few clothes a week before we left. On the day of the move, the Salvation Army was picking up our furniture, along everything else we didn�t want.

We were calling him from our new house to tell him the old one was empty. This time he�d be the one holding the proverbial bag. The timing would be perfect, too. We were letting him know several months before he had a buyer. He�d be the one who had to worry about renovations.

I made sure to give Beth something to remember me by. I think it worked. I know it would be a week before I could walk normally again!

Moving day was exciting, but almost boring. The new house already had everything in it but us. I couldn�t believe my new space. I had a large bedroom, living room, gym, kitchen, and best of all a huge bathroom. It had a whirlpool and shower big enough for four.

I also splurged on a new TV and stereo. I got a good laugh when Al asked why I didn�t get an 8-track player. He joined me when I explained my reasons. I almost wished I hadn�t mentioned VHS, CD�s or DVD�s. It took me half an hour to explain them to him.

Dad showed up soon afterward. I gave him the tour. He made some nice comments about my taste, that I appreciated. The more he saw, the more worried he looked. Finally, we sat down at the kitchen table.

He said �The place looks great son. That only makes what I�m going to ask you more important. I should have been more direct when I asked you this before. I know you didn�t lie to me but I�m not stupid enough to think I got even close to the whole story. With the move over, I have more time to worry. This time I�ll only ask one question and I want a straight answer. What happened to you that added financial genius to your resume? We�ve always been proud of you and your brother. We feel we must have done something right. We couldn�t imagine two finer sons, but something has changed. It started months ago. You have both matured faster than possible, but mostly it�s you. I want the whole story this time�.

I silently got up. As he watched, I removed an unopened bottle of single barrel Woodford Reserve. I had set it aside just for this occasion. I grabbed two glasses from the cabinet. I dropped some ice in both and set one, and the bottle, in front of him.

He raised an eyebrow, and said �I don�t even want to know where you got this. I assume that you think I�ll need it.�

I just nodded at the bottle, and sat down. He opened and poured. He didn�t sample his, until I hit the part about dying.

When I reached the point where I woke up in 1970, he refilled his glass. I took my first sip of our favorite drink. When he thought I was done he started to say something, but I halted him. He poured again and settled back down.

When I told him about Beth, he drained his glass. The bottle was almost gone by then. I had never seen my father look so sober. I refilled my glass for the first time and had a taste as he began.

�I really don�t know what to say. What you just told me has to be the most incredible thing I have ever heard. If it were anyone but you or Al, I would say you should be committed. Since it is you, and what you say doesn�t surprise me in the least, I can�t help but believe you. I hate to admit it, but the most disturbing thing to me is that my youngest son is older than I am.�

�Dad,� I said, �I am still the son that my parents raised. All of my values came from you and mom. My biggest regret in life is that I didn�t use the things you taught me. I�m glad I have the chance to use them now. I�ll need both those lessons, and you, more than ever.�

As he left, he hugged me. His parting words were �In case I forgot, I want to thank you for saving my life. It seems like it will be an interesting one. I�d hate to miss it. I didn�t realize how much smoking affected my health. I feel better than I have in years. I need to talk to your mother about what you�ve told me. I�m sure we can figure something out about Beth. I�ll let you know as soon as I can.�

I hugged him again before he left, and made sure he got back to the house. I needn�t have bothered. I think he was walking better than I was.

As soon as he was safely home, I called Beth to give her an update. Things were looking good on her end too. She had laid the groundwork by telling her aunt and uncle what our plans were. Since they knew the story they had agreed to support her decision.

She also gave me something to think about. �There have to be more people like us, Matt. Remember how we seemed to click as soon as we met? I think it will be like that with everybody like us. Be on the lookout and don�t let a chance pass you by.�

I only half-jokingly asked �What if this person happens to be female?�

She just laughed �I�m not the jealous type, as long as you save some for me. Besides, if things work out right, I�ll just be your sister. I�m sure we�ll be very affectionate siblings!�

The day after we moved in, I went to see my new baseball coach. When he told me about the team I was on, I was depressed. They were 0-8, whereas my old team was 9-0.

He went on to inform me that I would have to earn my spot on the team by proving myself in practice, and would probably start out as an outfielder. I admit I was a little mad, but I smiled and said it wasn�t a problem.

I knew my coach told him I was hitting .780 and already had 12 homers, 34 RBI�s and no errors. My first impression was that he was an incompetent jerk. He put me in left field to start. He showed no reaction when I demonstrated that I didn�t really need to hit the cut-off man. I could hit home plate from where I stood.

When I got to the plate for batting practice, I found out why they hadn�t won a game. Every pitch that came close to the plate went over the fence. The pitcher was awful, and like I said, I was angry! Finally, the coach decided he would throw me a few. He didn�t fare any better. After the fith or sixth one disappeared, he relented.

He walked to the plate looking really mad. I thought he was going to go off on me, but shocked the hell out of me by laughing.

He laughed until I thought he was going to faint. I just stood there looking confused.

When he recovered enough to talk he said �I�m sorry but I just couldn�t help it. Frank (my old coach) and I have known each other for years. I played in the minors with him. He told me that if I really pissed you off, I�d be entertained. Damned if he wasn�t right! The one thing I want to know though is, can you pitch? I know you�re a helluva first baseman but we�ve got a pretty good one now. Our best pitcher plays a decent second, but you just gave him a severe beating.�

I told him that I hadn�t ever tried to pitch, but I�d give it a shot. He handed me the ball and pointed to the mound.

�Can you give me a minute?� I asked.

He looked puzzled when he said sure, but smiled when I went over to the catcher. I introduced myself and asked him what the signs were. I found out that the only signs they used were fastball and change-up. He looked skeptical but said he�d use the new ones I gave him.

I knew the coach would send the best guy against me first. I shook several signs off. Finally, the catcher used one that I had given him. I didn�t really know if it would work. I knew how in theory, but had never actually tried it. Reading is a lot different than real life.

I must have read correctly. The first pitch was a curveball strike. The batter just watched it go by. The second pitch was a slider low and away that he waved at. The third pitch was a fastball that I threw almost as hard as I could. He never moved the bat.

The catcher jumped up yelling. �Damn!�

He pulled his glove off to rub his hand. I went over and apologized.

�Sorry, I guess I got carried away.�

He cracked up. �I�m the one who should be sorry. I was pretty rude to you. I didn�t even give you my name. I�m Jeff.�

He extended his hand to shake. �I�ll have to get a new glove, but it�ll be worth it. We might even win some games now. We�ve been losing by scores like 12-11, 15-14, and crap like that.�

Now it was my turn to smile. I pulled it back in when I noticed the pitcher I tore up next to me. I apologized to him, too. He told me not to worry about it. The coach had warned him, but he still tried as hard as he could. He asked me if I would show him and the other pitchers how to throw something besides fastballs, and I promised to try.

The guy that I struck out was happy, too. He shook my hand. �I�m Pete Nobles. I�m glad you�re on our team, instead of one of the others!�

The coach called everyone together for introductions. It seems everybody but me had been in on the joke. They thought it was hilarious.

I had to admit that they got me good. My first game with them was tomorrow. Our joker of a coach had another one up his sleeve. I would start on the bench, and come in as a pinch-hitter when needed. I suppose it could be entertaining. I was pretty entertained myself when we met up with the audience.

I hadn�t noticed the girls, in my anger. Jeff and Pete�s sisters were there. I had known them (once upon a time).

I couldn�t resist saying �Hey guys, aren�t you going to introduce me to the beautiful baseball groupies? I know I�m new but we�re teammates aren�t we?�

I got a couple of really pretty blushes out of the ladies. Pete cracked up. �These are our sisters. This is my pesky little sister Sue� he said, referring to a cute young blonde who stuck her tongue out at him, �And this is Jeff�s twin sister, Paula.� He pointed at a truly stunning redhead.

I said �These two are your sisters? No wonder you guys are so homely. They got all the looks! If you aren�t pulling my leg, I know Paula�s very lucky she�s not an identical twin!�

The guys looked a little put out but the girls loved it. Paula was blushing so much her freckles were disappearing.

�I�m kidding guys. You have to admit that these two are gorgeous! Can they talk, or do they just walk around and look pretty? I haven�t heard them say anything yet.

Pete and Jeff had caught on by now. Jeff said �Actually, for sisters they�re o.k. They play soccer, and practice before us. We walk back and forth together."

The girls had recovered somewhat by now. I introduced myself. I had been afraid to talk to Paula before. I knew she was really nice, and also very bright. She was so pretty that she had intimidated me back then.

I had also been either needed at home, or fat. I was glad that I didn�t have those problems anymore.I was somehow even more attracted to her this time.

While musing about the differences I had an idea. �I just moved here yesterday and don�t know anybody� I said �Do you think you could come over to my house on Saturday and hang out a while?�

Jeff was all for it, but Pete said that he had promised his dad he�d go fishing with him this weekend. He wouldn�t be able to make it. The girls were quiet so I turned to them

�How about it? We�ve got a pool. Maybe we could go swimming or something.�

I had ulterior motives. I had fond memories of Paula in a two piece. I had about worn my adolescent hand (and pecker) off thinking about her in it, the first time around.

They brightened up, and Paula said �I didn�t realize that you meant us, too. I�d love to!� Sue was just as enthusiastic.

I looked at Paula and tried not to drool as I said in a serious tone �I�m really glad.�

I love the look of a red haired girl blushing.

Jeff interrupted with, �AHEM! We�re over here!�

I tore my eyes away, and sheepishly said �OOPS! Sorry, I forgot where I was for a minute.�

That got a laugh out of everyone but Paula. She was still blushing, but it looked like she didn�t mind the attention. I told them where I lived and they were shocked.

Pete said �That big place by the river? Are you rich or something?�

I told them �Or something. It�s not all fun and games. Guess who gets to do the yard work! It�s not going to be easy to take care of with my mom being laid up for a while.�

They asked what happened. I explained the situation. I was surprised that they were impressed with me taking care of her. I told them to think about it. If it was one of their parents, they�d do the same. I noticed Jeff and Paula exchanging a look, before agreeing with my reasoning. I wondered what was up.

The game went according to coach�s script. He brought me in to pinch-hit in the bottom of the eighth inning. The bases were loaded, and the score was 14-11 with us on the wrong end. The other team didn�t know me, so I got a nice fat fastball for the first pitch. I sent it over the center field fence.

They were even more confused when I stayed in to pitch the ninth. I threw 12 pitches and struck out the side. Two foul balls straight back were the only time they made contact.

The team was overjoyed after the game. You�d think they had just won the World Series or something, instead of their first game. I was happy for them, but I took the coach aside and explained my problem.

�Coach, I�m glad I can help the team, but could you try to help me make it not so obvious?�

At his confused look, I continued �I don�t want a big rep. I know it sounds a little weird but it�s a team sport. I don�t want to stand out that much. There are some good players on this team, and I don�t want any resentment. I also don�t want to have the other team pitch around me. I can�t help like that.�

He looked surprised �Frank told me you were a team player. I knew he�d be right as usual. I feel a little bad about today, it was selfish of me. You see, I don�t get along with that teams� coach. He�s always enjoyed running up the score and has no problems with his kids being nasty about it. I thought he needed a lesson.�

I told him that I understood. I could even agree with that. Some people did need a reality check now and then.

He gave me another strange look. �Reality check?�

Oops, I�d have to remember my slang.

I tried to play it off. �You know, like a wake-up call? Welcome back to reality?�

He gave a chuckle �I�ll have to remember that one.� He shook his head and walked away.

As soon as I got home, mom caught me before I went to my place. She asked me to come into the kitchen. Dad was there, and they had news for me. Mom did the honors.

�Here�s the deal� she explained. �We�ve talked to Beth�s guardians and it�s all set.�

I guess I looked too happy, because she added �But.�

I thought I was in trouble until she finished with �You�ll need to lose the gym. There should be two bedrooms over there, even if you only use one. The other thing is I expect the two of you to show up here on a regular basis. We both think Beth is a wonderful girl and we hope she�s happy here. She�ll be moving in next weekend.�

I thanked them both profusely, and promised to move my equipment to a room in the garage. I also said that I'd have the bed back together before then.

I spent the next couple of days working around the house. I got the yard and pool in shape. I even finished the final touches on my decorating job. I thought it turned out well, even if it was done cheaply. I hoped Beth would like it. It wasn�t a typical kids� room to be sure.

Looking at it when I was done, I was surprised to realize that if I hadn�t been married in my twenties, my place could well have resembled this. The first thing I had done was place my shrine in the corner of the living room.

Saturday morning I was nervous. Everything was planned meticulously. My parents were away for the weekend for some time alone before my moms� surgery. Al was hanging out with some friends from his old school. I had the place to myself. I had a cooler by the pool stocked with drinks, and even had some sandwiches and snacks ready at my place. I was reminded why I missed the 70�s when my guests showed up.

Paula and Sue were both wearing halters and short cut-offs. I could see the bikinis under their tops. I was glad they preferred two piece suits (I know I did!)

I also had to re-evaluate my opinion of Sue. She may have been a year younger than Paula, but she had a fine body. From the size of her breasts I could tell she was going to be a 38D by the time she was a sophomore.

Paula, on the other hand, was a smaller version of Beth. She had a really cute face (freckles and all), light red hair, and a narrow waist. I couldn�t tell how large her breasts were. I could tell that she had a nice tight muscular ass that I hoped to be using for leverage someday soon.

I gave them the nickel tour of the house. They seemed impressed, which embarrassed me somewhat. In my first pass through this life they, had been much better off than we had. I knew they lived in a subdivision right next to the trailer park I had lived in.

I had an inferiority complex about that back then. I didn�t make many friends that didn�t live in tin boxes. I was going to make it a point to have most of the same friends I had before included in my circle.

I kept one secret in my tour. Jeff asked �Where�s your room? Has it been declared a disaster area and quarantined or something?�

I told them that I had been banished to the garage, and I�d show them my jail later. I got some strange looks but nobody bit yet.

I had saved the pool for last. I think they were expecting the standard above ground, five-foot deep setup. When they saw the Olympic sized in-ground, twelve foot deep pool, complete with a twelve person hot tub, their chins hit the ground.

Jeff said �I knew this place was big, but wow! I didn�t know this was here!

Sue piped in with �You guys must be rich!�

I tried to put that thought to rest for good. I explained that my dad worked a 40 hour job, and that before she found out about needing surgery, my mom worked in a factory. I also told them that my folks had made some really good investments that paid off enough to buy the place. I don�t think they believed me but they were too polite to argue about it. I showed them where they could change. The cabana was new and well worth the space it consumed.

It had separate dressing rooms, and a common lounge area. Both sides had benches, towel cabinets and a shower.

The girls came out first. They dove in before I got a good look, but the skin I did see made me glad that my trunks had extra support to hold junior down.

I jumped in right after they did hoping the cold water would help my discomfort, but even though the heater was off the sun had already warmed it to a comfortable temperature.

It was quite some time before we were all worn out enough for a break. Finally, we had enough fun, and decided to use the loungers for a while. I got my first good look at the ladies.

Sue got out as I was drying off, and looked just as I had pictured her. She could have passed for fifteen. I didn�t look long.

Paula got out next and she was exquisite. When I looked at her it was lust at first sight. She didn�t notice me staring slack-jawed at her. She was drying her hair and had her eyes closed.

As she was drying the rest of her amazing body, she said �I have to make sure I keep you as a friend. I want to go out for the swim team when I get to junior high, and this is a lot a better than trying to practice in a crowded public pool.�

I told her that as long as she wore that suit, she was welcome to use the pool anytime she wanted. The only condition was that I had to be there to supervise. I told her I was a qualified lifeguard (not that it was ten years from now, though) and wanted to be sure I was there if she needed rescuing.

She turned a brighter shade of red than her hair. Since it was over eighty degrees outside, I didn�t think those erect nipples were due to being cold.

Jeff made it worse by asking if my training included 'Mouth to mouth'. I couldn�t resist saying that I scored really well on that.

Paula did have some spunk. She looked at me and asked �Who�s going to rescue me from you?�

I defended myself by telling her, in a serious voice, that I would only render assistance if needed. Unless, of course, she asked politely.

Everybody laughed, but I thought she was getting the message that I was definitely interested.

I got the impression that she might be, too. She asked me to put some sunscreen on her back so she wouldn�t burn.

Sue asked Jeff to do the same for her. We were both happy to do the honors.

I had learned to give a pretty good massage, and used the opportunity to demonstrate as much as I could. From the responses I was getting from her, I hadn�t lost my touch.

She was tense at first, but by the time I was done with her shoulders she had relaxed quite a bit. I worked on her back a long time. I did rub lotion under her bikini strap, but was careful to stay away from the sides of her breasts.

I could tell from her breathing and the occasional muffled gasp that she was enjoying the proceedings as much as I was. I was worried about what Jeff would think about how thorough I was being with his sister.

I glanced over at him. It looked like he was watching us. He copied everything I was up to. When he noticed me looking, he winked and grinned. I guessed that he didn�t have a problem with it.

I worked my way lower. I resisted the urge to rub lotion on Paula�s luscious ass and reluctantly skipped over it. I moved to her feet next, and slowly worked my way up her long, gorgeous legs. I paid extra attention to her thighs. I debated how far between them I should go but when she spread her legs a little to give me better access, I took it as an invitation.

Her skin felt wonderful and I was getting as excited as she was. I took a chance and 'accidentally' brushed the back of my hand against her pussy. She let out a gasp and moaned.

Before I knew what happened, she had flipped completely over and pulled me down for a kiss. I was even more shocked when I felt her tongue rub against my lips.

I was happy to let it in, and found out that Paula was a really good French kisser. When she pulled away her face was flushed and she had a wild look in her eyes.

She quickly looked away and said �I�m sorry. I kind of got carried away. It�s just that what you were doing felt so nice.�

I quickly said �No, I think I�m the one that should apologize for getting carried away. I couldn�t help myself. You�re so beautiful, and you felt so wonderful, that I couldn't stop myself.

She gave me a confused look and said �Me, beautiful? You need glasses! I have no figure, freckles everywhere, and stringy red hair. How can that be beautiful?�

I put a hand on each side of her face, looked her in the eyes and told her �You are the one of the prettiest girls I have ever seen and there is not a thing wrong with the way you look. You are absolutely gorgeous.�

OK, it was corny, but I actually saw tears in her eyes when I gave into temptation and kissed her again. It was even better than the first one. We finally remembered where we were and that we had company.

We needn�t have worried. When we looked over at Jeff and Sue they were in the middle of a colossal liplock. When they came up for air they both looked amazed.

I found out later that they had a crush on each other for years. Both had been too scared to act on it, because of what Pete would say. They explained that when they saw us kiss they just couldn�t help themselves. Personally, I think the massage helped them too.

After an hour or so, I asked if anyone was hungry. They all were.

�Follow me to my dungeon. We�ll see what the jailer left� I said (hiding my smile).

I took Paula�s hand, and noticed Jeff did the same to Sue. When we walked into my apartment, the conversation stopped. I showed them around. I grabbed the sandwiches and chips, and brought them to the living room.

After I put them down Paula said �I can�t believe this place!�

When I asked why she said �Don�t act dumb, this place is huge! And it doesn�t look like a guy lives here alone, much less one as young as you.�

When I asked what she meant, she told me. �One The kitchen is spotless. Two Instead of posters of half naked girls and rock bands, you have Einstein, Mark Twain, landscapes, and what looks like ancient buildings. Three There are no clothes thrown around or even dirty. Four There are book shelves filled with books, and they�re not exactly comic books. I saw History, Geography, Biographies, and Mythology on them. The only thing that makes sense is the exercise stuff. So tell us the truth this time. What�s the deal?�

I was shocked. I hadn�t expected her to get mad at me. I told them to sit down and I would explain. When they had, I began.

�I wanted to surprise you with my decorating job. I picked everything out myself and worked all week on it. I guess I have weird tastes for somebody my age. This is all stuff I like. It�s who I am. I didn�t lie to you. I don�t ever intentionally lie. I don�t believe in lying. As for being rich, we hope to be before long, but we�re not there yet. We�ve done pretty well with some stocks and stuff, but most of this was paid for by luck. We gambled, and we won some large bets. That�s all.�

Paula�s expression was unreadable. When she got up, I was afraid she was leaving. Instead, she walked around the table, sat in my lap, and kissed me.

�I�m sorry" she said "But you have to admit that this place doesn�t fit most twelve year old guys. Personally, I love it. I have one more question.� She pointed at the corner and said �what�s that?�

I was hoping no one would notice, or wouldn�t think to ask about it if they did but I refused to hide it. Especially after what the Gods had granted me.

I was afraid they would be upset about it, but had to be truthful.

�That�s another part of who I am. It�s a shrine to the God Loki.� I got a reaction, but not the one I had feared.

I thought I heard Paula gasp. Everyone looked confused, until Sue said �Who�s Loki?�

I should have realized that they might not have ever heard of the trickster. I explained to the best of my ability. I even included the main reason Loki was the one I picked to follow. I felt that change is necessary for the world to survive, and Loki was the God of changes. They were still confused, but at least had the background. I was glad to find out their families weren�t religious nuts. They basically took it in stride. They didn�t even seem to think I was some sort of religious nut myself.

We sat around in the living room until it was time for them to leave. The TV was on but no one was watching it. The time was spent getting better acquainted. Paula and I alternated between talking and necking. Sue and Jeff stayed with necking. I guess they already knew each other well enough that they didn�t need the conversation.

Paula held me back a bit as I was walking them out.

�Do you think I could come over tomorrow?� She asked.

I explained that I would love for her to come back, but made sure she realized that we would be completely alone. I also told her that I didn�t know if I could behave myself if I was alone with someone as smart, witty, and sexy as she was. Especially when that someone could drive me insane with just one kiss.

She hugged me tight and drove for a bit before telling me she�d be early, and that if I behaved myself she�d be very angry with me. I went to bed happy, but extremely horny that night.

I woke up with a feeling that I was not alone. I looked at the alarm to find it was only 3 AM. I noticed someone sitting on the end of the bed looking at me. I felt strangely calm at the discovery and turned the lamp on.

Lea Thompson was sitting on my bed naked. After giving it some thought I said �hello Loki. I didn�t expect to see you again so soon.�

He looked a little put out by my lack of reaction. �I go through all this trouble and you don�t even pop a woody!�

I laughed �I might have if the body you used as a model didn�t belong to a woman who is ten years old and living in Minnesota at the moment. Give me a minute, though. I still may. You do look just like she will, after all. She's even more of a babe than I thought!�

�Must be all that brain you�re using these days. Maybe I�ll try Ann-Margaret next time� He drolly replied.

I told that him I wouldn�t complain about that either, if it was the current version. She was pretty hot around this time. I even suggested Joey Heatherton, if he ran out of ideas.

After the levity, I became concerned. I asked �So, what brings you here in such a lovely outfit? I hope you haven�t had second thoughts about my gift, and decided to put me back in a car doing a full-gainer into the forest. I would be more than a little disappointed.�

He laughed before replying �It�s nothing like that. We do have things to discuss. They are very important, so listen closely. Remember, you may speak when I tell you, and not until then. I have been somewhat entertained by your actions so far but only somewhat. I had expected more. I suppose that will happen in time. We were happy that you have discovered your first companion. There will be others. Also, I don�t believe we made the extent of your gift clear to you. Some things were too obvious to overlook (glancing at my cock and smiling) but others were not so obvious. I know you have been experimenting with thought reading to some extent, such as when dealing with Real estate agents, brokers and other boring people. Why only these people? (Holding his hand up to stop my reply) I said when I tell you. You may not realize that you can project as well as receive thoughts. They are no more than electrical impulses. The stronger the impulse sent the more likely it will be to override the thoughts of the individual. I also know you have experimented with controlling your biological functions. You will need to explore this more in the future. I have seen that you are aware that your body is stronger, faster, and more agile than normal, and have used this knowledge. You must continue this as well. You may speak now.�

I thought for at least five minutes before saying �I have some responses and two questions, first the responses. It�s true that I don�t know the extent of my gift from the Gods. I have been surprised at the facets I have stumbled upon accidentally. As for why I only read some peoples thoughts, I did this to keep my family from being cheated. We would have paid thousands more for this house, and twice the brokerage fees on our investments, if I hadn�t. I don�t do it unless I feel that it is required. Most people think boring thoughts that don�t interest me. Controlling thoughts is difficult, but it has been useful on occasion. I wish you would elaborate on the biological function comment, but I realize that you won�t as it will probably be a source of amusement for you (his grin confirmed this). I must admit being disappointed, however. I have always believed that you were more than a trickster. My belief was that you were the bringer of change. I had hoped to be more than a source of entertainment to relieve your boredom. This brings me to my two questions. First, it seems like you have a long term agenda for me. I would like to know what it is so that I may prepare myself. Second, does one of my gifts involve healing?�

�Well said, Matthias�, Loki began �Well said, indeed. That mind is functioning superbly. It seems we have chosen wisely. Most mortals who worship us, or any God, have no true idea of what they are worshipping. I am indeed the one who brings change. I have been given a task. You were chosen to be the catalyst for the changes required. You have a valid point in wanting to know our agenda. I will tell you what I can. You may pursue the path we have outlined, or continue as you are. This is done to insure that you proceed, not out of fear, but with the realization that this is a worthwhile mission. I hope you will agree to assist us. Much is at stake, and you were the best candidate."

For some reason, Loki chuckled and shook his head after he said this, before continuing. "I must ask you once again to not interrupt before I finish. I believe most of your questions will be answered before you ask them. The world as you knew it was about to end. Ragnarok was upon us. The acts of your government resulted in unifying the groups labeled as terrorists. Flailing about ineffectively in an attempt to eradicate these vermin only resulted in bringing them together in a common cause. Governments were subverted or recruited to their aid. Horrendous weapons were obtained. They gained control of large amounts of nuclear, chemical and biological devices and the country of America was the easiest to bring them to. While focusing their resources elsewhere your country left its borders and ports weakly guarded. The Soviet countries were easily handled because that is where the weapons were obtained. These devices were also brought, with more difficulty, to any country that did not believe as they did. All of these weapons were detonated three of your years after the date of your assumed passing. It is well that these imbeciles did not fear death for every person who did not perish on that day was dead within five years as a result of either the endless winter that followed, or the diseases they had unleashed. You have a chance to prevent this from occurring by obtaining leadership of your country.�

I was numb. I didn�t know what to say. After some thought, I managed �I assume you know how I felt about the policies of my country at the time of my Evel Kneivel impersonation, and feel that my ideas have merit. The question is, how do I convince the majority of my countrymen that I should be their leader? I would accept happily if I knew that I had a chance to succeed, but it will be difficult. It will not only take substantial wealth, but also the kind of behavior that I find unacceptable. I don�t believe I could participate in the kind of lying and underhandedness that it takes to win. The best person for the job never wins. Too many people are gullible. They believe a politician who says what they want to hear, but attack the ones who are truthful. There is also the issue of my personal life. How will the public react to someone who lives the lifestyle I intend to? How can this be done?�

Loki smiled. �You should keep the investment strategy you have implemented for yourself, and your loved ones, going. Expand your efforts to even more lucrative ventures. We believe you will have the funds. As for the truth, if you have a long history of truthfulness, your word will be better accepted. It helps that your ideas will make sense to more people than you realize. This includes your ideas on the economy and domestic matters, as well as defense. We think you will be surprised at the numnber of your countrymen who hold the same views. As for your sex life, we can only hope you set an example. This world is much too inhibited. We will help when possible, but our involvement must be limited. The answer to your second question was no. I say was, because now it is yes. As a sign of our favor this boon is granted. There are restrictions to this gift however. You may not heal any being whose time has come. If it is decided by the Norns that a thread is to be cut, no man or God may question their wisdom. It is good that you have asked for this. I fear it was something we overlooked. It would be unfortunate if anything were to happen to you. You may find need to use this talent on your own body. Some of the gifts you have been given are quite taxing on a human and over time will cause problems. I am happy you will be able to perform this maintenance for yourself.�

Loki stood and stretched before turning his head. He flipped his hair out of his eyes, and looked at me one last time, before smiling.

�One other thing I will tell you. You may have noticed that females seem to be drawn to you now, and to a lesser extent, males also. I hope you enjoy this. It was my little addition."

He laughed at my stunned expression before walking into the wall. I may have been shocked but that didn't keep me from appreciating Leas� incredible legs and ass as he left.

I was awakened by the doorbell the next morning. Looking at the clock, I swore. It was after 7 o�clock! I always woke up at 5:30 without fail. I don�t know why, but I do. The late night visit must have lasted longer than I thought.

�Wait a second!� I yelled. I thought again, and said �Come in!�

A minute later, Paula peeked around the corner �Sorry I�m so early, but I couldn�t wait. Should I come back later?�

�No!� I said �I overslept. I�m usually up by now. Give me a minute to hop in the shower and get dressed and I�ll be right out o.k.?�

She came onto the room and leaned over the bed to kiss me. She had on a loose top with no bra. I had a great view of her small but perfect tits.

I don�t know if it was the view or the kiss. Junior liked one or both enough to make a respectable tent in the sheet. When Paula broke the kiss she noticed the effect. Her eyes locked onto my midsection.

To get her attention I said �I told you I was glad to see you, didn�t I?�

She was still frozen in place. I took Loki�s implied advice and eavesdropped on her thoughts just a little. I had trouble believing them.

Things like �Damn! He must be huge. I wish I could see it.�

I was surprised, but figured 'What the hel'.

I got out of bed and slowly stretched. Her eyes were still glued to my dick and her thoughts were screaming �Oh. my. god. oh shit, he�s huge! I hope he knows how to use that thing!�

After my little display, I lifted her chin so she could see my other head and kissed her tenderly.

�The shower is big enough for two. Would you like to join me?�

I led her to the bathroom. After a long, passionate kiss, I began to undress her.

Knowing she didn�t have a bra on, I started with her shorts. It wasn�t easy. Tight shorts look sexy as hell but they�re a pain to take off. When I accomplished this superhuman feat, I could see she was dressed for success. I didn�t even know they had thongs in the 'seventies! They smelled very nice and were extremely wet.

I started at the bottom button of her top and began to kiss my way up her flat belly as I unbuttoned. When I felt her tense up, I listened again. I heard about what I expected.

�When he finds out there�s nothing there, he�ll laugh and tell me to come back when I�m older! How could I ever think a guy like this would want somebody like me! If he wasn�t making me so horny I�d run away while I could. No, I couldn't! I have got to find out what�s up with this guy!�

I got the top button loose. I left her top on and kept kissing my way upwards, paying particular attention to her neck, and then ears, before arriving back at her lips.

She was panting at this point. When I started to slide her blouse off of her shoulders she stopped me.

�Will you promise me something?�

I said that for her, I would make any promise that I knew I could keep.

She said in a very timid voice �Promise me you won�t laugh at me? And promise me that you will tell me the truth about what you think about me? I hate my body. I have NO boobs!�

I wiped the tears from her eyes before replying. "I told you yesterday that I never lie, and I don�t. As for your body, for twelve years old you are built like a goddess. You were wearing a very nice bikini yesterday and I know it wasn�t padded. It was easy to tell. You seem to think that all guys want only girls with huge breasts. You are very wrong. I loved what I saw yesterday."

I pushed the shirt off her shoulders, looked down, and said �You're almost perfect. As soon as we get these panties off you�ll be all the way there!�

I hugged her tight and gave her kiss. I took the opportunity to caress everything I could reach. The feel of her athletic ass was quickly making me a soccer fan. Each cheek fit perfectly in my palm. I started kissing my way back down her body. Her breasts were perfect. I love small aureoles and Paula�s were the size of a dime with pencil eraser sized and very erect nipples. Like most breasts that were small, hers were also sensitive. I was nibbling and licking both of them, alternating between the two.

I knew from the moans and gasps that she was enjoying what I was doing, but I was caught by surprise when she pressed my face so hard into the one I was paying attention to at the moment that I couldn�t breathe.

I felt her start to shake. She blurted �Oh!, what the, Oh shit!�

She seemed to shake uncontrollably for a moment.

When she released me enough to move again, I kissed her and said "That�s only one of the things I like about boobs that aren�t huge."

She was still in disbelief that she came just from me playing with her tits.

She seemed a little embarrassed about it, but managed to say �I can�t believe that just happened!�

"That's one down and ten to go!" I said.

She said �Ten what?�

I wiggled my eyebrows and said �Orgasms, of course!� and started my way down her body again.

I didn�t spend much more time on top. I intended to travel much further south. When I got to her panties they were practically dripping. I eased them over her slim hips and down her long legs, kissing my way behind them. By the time I got to her feet, she was panting again. When I kissed my way back up to the inside of her thighs. she was moaning. I moved her over to the whirlpool.

When she asked why, I told her, as I placed her on the edge �You�re going to need to sit down for number two.�

She still had no idea what I was up to until she felt my tongue on her labia. I licked my way from the bottom to the top, before pulling her clit between my lips and licking it. That was all it took to set her off again. She wasn�t as loud this time, mainly just a low pitched moan. She had one hand was on the back of my head, and the other on the edge of the tub trying to keep from falling in.

Her whole body was shaking. Finally she pulled my head up, looked me in the eyes, smiled and said �WOW!� before kissing me so hard I thought my lips would be bruised.

I believe she also gave me a tonsillectomy while she was at it. She stopped suddenly and looked at me strangely. I was curious what was wrong so I asked.

She mumbled �I just realized where your mouth had just been.�

I asked �Does it matter? I hope you don�t mind the flavor. Your pussy is delicious, and my mouth plans to spend a lot of time there. I also enjoy kissing you very much. I don�t want to give either activity up any time soon�

She gave me another long kiss, with a lot of tongue, before saying �Actually, I didn�t mind at all. I was hoping you wouldn�t think I was weird or something.�

I shook my head at the thought as I was adjusting the shower. �Any guy who isn�t turned on by that needs to have his pulse checked. He�s probably dead.�

Paula finally got her nerve up enough to touch my cock in the shower. When she told me about being afraid that it wouldn�t fit, I tried to reassure her.

�Don�t worry, babe. We�ll take our time. It will fit just fine. It may hurt a little at first, but I promise to make sure you enjoy it as much as I know I will."

I let her jack me off and it seemed to relax her almost as much as it did me. She had great hands, and I said so.

When I told her she should be a doctor, she said in a surprised voice �That�s what I want to do!�

I suggested that we get dried off so she could start practicing her bedside manner.

I brought her to two orgasms by playing with her breasts while, I diddled her. I ate her until she had two more, before she pulled me up by my ears and said �I only have four left, and I want you inside me for all four! I�m ready!�

If she wasn�t ready now, she never would be. I started to listen to her thoughts as I ran junior up and down her dripping slit for lubrication. It was then that I realized that I might be able to make this less painful for her.

I tried to project calm to her. I emphasized the good feelings she was having and felt her relax. If there was pain I didn�t want to eliminate it, just lessen it. If I was taking her cherry I wanted her to remember it.

I was glad Loki hadn't gotten too carried away with the equipment but seven inches had to look more than a little scary to a pre-teen girl, especially with the girth he'd given it. I was almost afraid to ask him just how much of a gift I had been given. He probably wanted it to be a surprise anyway.

I shook off my daydreaming and concentrated on the job at hand. I started to ease in, moving very slowly. Her pussy was even tighter than Jan's. I was glad I didn�t have to worry about going off too soon. She was making those little gasping sounds again and I was relieved to find they were from pleasure and not pain.

She was the perfect height for me to be able to use my mouth on her breasts and I made sure to take advantage of it.

I finally got to an obstruction and told her �I�m going to push through now. It might hurt a little, o.k.?�

As an answer, she wrapped her long muscular legs around me, planted her heels on my ass cheeks, and pulled me in! I mean all the way! I didn�t stop until our pubes met.

I wiped one tear from her eye and she smiled �I�m sorry. It felt so good that I couldn�t wait any longer. Just give me a second to get used to this. It feels like I should be choking on that thing. It isn�t sticking out of my ear, is it?

I made sure I looked, using my lips and tongue to examine the openings in question. �Nope, all clear!�

She didn�t even smile. I guess her ears were pretty sensitive.

She gave me a smoldering look and said �Good, now fuck me.�

I never argue with a lady, so I did. I started slowly so she could get used to my size, but she was having none of that. She used her heels like spurs to make me go faster. When I found the rhythm she liked I kept it. It took her less than five minutes to get there the first time.

When I knew she was close, I picked up the speed to send her over the top. I got a new sound this time. She was still fairly quiet, but started gasping and saying �oh!, oh!, oh!� in time with my thrusts.

They got progressively louder, until she was practically screaming �OH! OH! OH!� before she went completely ballistic and screamed �OH FUCK YEAH, BABY!�

Her pussy locked me in a death grip. I kept up my pace through her orgasm, but it wasn�t easy. It was like fucking a velvet vise grip she clamped down so hard.

I slowed down for a while to let her recover, and then started mixing long and short strokes at varying speeds. The new sensation, along with not knowing what to expect next, quickly set her off again.

She started screaming �HARDER, FASTER, OH FUUUCK!� before her ass arched off the bed and she went totally silent.

This time her cunt clamped down on my cock so hard that I was afraid it would need to be reattached surgically. I rolled over to put her on top to rest until she caught her breath.

She looked at me in wonder. �You haven�t come once. You�ve given me two. How in the hel can you last that long?�

I smiled and said �I promised you two more, didn�t I? You can�t have them if your friend down there is limp. I always keep my promises. Speaking of which, feel like trying it on top?�

She kissed me, checking my tonsils again, and said �I thought you�d never ask!�

It was a good idea. She could pick her own speed. She quickly found a rhythm that contacted her clit on every downstroke. I had one hand on her ass, and used the other to rub a nipple whenever it came into range. It wasn�t long before I felt her pussy clench on my cock again and her back arched in pleasure.

She stayed frozen like that for a couple of minutes. I could feel her vagina convulsing around my member as she gradually came down from her orgasmic high, before she collapsed on top of me. She was gasping for air. I played with her tits to keep occupied.

After catching her breath, she kissed me again, and said �I guess you really do like them. I�m glad you do. I was really worried that you wouldn�t want me.�

I told her �Paula, you are a goddess as far as I am concerned. I have been in lust with you from the moment I laid eyes on you. I can�t imagine any guy not wanting you.�

She hugged me as well as she could in the position we were in and started to cry. I had to eavesdrop on her surface thoughts and found out she had been teased about her looks for years. First it was her freckles, then her red hair and because she was so tall, then recently about her chest.

She wanted to believe me, but I had a lot to overcome. There were other thoughts as well.

Many of them were confusing, such as �Sex was never this good!� and �Who the hel is this guy, and why didn�t I get to know him before?

I had no idea what all that was about. I shrugged them off and said �Let me tell you a secret. every guy has their own idea about the perfect woman. How she looks, how she acts, her personality and humor, intelligence, and other things. I knew you fit the physical description the first time I saw you. Last night while we were talking I realized that everything else was there too. To me, you are perfect.�

I was glad when she stopped crying. Her pussy was contracting and threatening to amputate something important.

She wiped her eyes on the pillow before looking at me. She shook her head and said �I think you�re crazy but that�s fine with me. I�ve been thinking about you since the day we met. I must look even worse than usual now. I hate for you to see me like this.�

I put on my best evil grin and told her that since I owed her one more orgasm, perhaps she should be facing away from me while she had it so I couldn�t see her face.

She was more than willing and started to spin around on top of me but I stopped her. "Not like that, even though it looks interesting, maybe next time. For now I want you on your hands and knees.�

She looked at me and her face lit up �Doggie style� oh boy!�

I explained that it was actually Foxy style, and since she was definitely a fox and a red one at that, which are widely known to be the absolute finest specimens of foxdom, it should be fantastic.

I loved her laugh (even though it was kind of painful for me at the moment!) We moved to the end of the bed, taking a pillow for her with us. I liked to stand for this. Both the view and balance were better.

It was much easier to enter this time.Once I was in, I found that she loved this position as much as I did. I started slow again but let her direct the pace. I had one hand on her hip and with the other I alternated between playing with her tits and her luscious little ass. Her butt was almost as sensitive as her boobs, which was nice since it gave me an excuse to fondle it.

Before long all I could do was hold onto her hips to keep from getting knocked across the room. I was going to cum when she did this time so when I felt her tight little snatch lock up again I unloaded. Man did I ever! I sent jet after jet into her. When she felt me come inside her she went even faster and came again.

When I felt her clench me I raised her to her knees to give her a few more short strokes as I fondled her breasts and nuzzled her neck before falling on top of her. I rolled us on our side still connected, to rest.

After we recovered, she rolled over and stared at my cock in disbelief. �We just had sex for two hours straight and you�re still hard? Is that normal?�

I told her I couldn�t help it. I got hard every time I looked at her.

When I saw her start to tear up again, I said �None of that! I said you�re one of the sexiest women alive, and you know I don�t lie. Therefore you are! Now, time for another shower!� and grabbed her hand to lead her to the bathroom.

We took longer this time. Paula wanted to explore my body. I was happy to let her. She had been too shy and apprehensive the first time. I had been amazed that she had touched me at all. The shyness was gone now, and the real Paula emerged. She really did have great hands.

She used the excuse of washing me to check me out. She started at my shoulders and commented all the way to my feet, making appreciative comments the entire time. I thought I was still too scrawny and that was the main reason I set up my gym.

I was afraid that sooner or later people would start commenting on the fact that it was strange how such a skinny kid could do the things I could.

I figured it was because of better co-ordination or being better able to predict an opponent�s next move. Paula had a different perspective. She commented on the muscle definition of my shoulders and arms and how firm my chest and abs were.

It began to make more sense what changes I hadn�t noticed when she got to my ass and said �I just realized something. I don�t think you have any fat on your entire body. Even your butt is all muscle!�

She was on her knees in front of me at the time, so I twitched my dick. It bumped her chin and I told her that my muscles appreciated the compliment.

�I was saving this muscle for last!� she said with a giggle, wrapping her hand around my cock. �It seems to be the biggest and seems to want the most attention.�

She started stroking me with one hand and finished my legs with the other.

When she had finished she looked up at me and smiled �I�d better make sure this one is clean. We both know where it�s been!�

She started licking me from the base of my cock to the head. Every time she reached it she swirled her tongue around it. It felt wonderful! She eventually tired of this (though I didn�t!) and wrapped her lips around me. She had to stretch them a bit. Her pussy wasn�t the only tight opening. She had a small mouth with lovely, full, and extremely kissable lips. She couldn�t fit much of me in but what she lacked in depth she made up for in enthusiasm.

She was sucking, stroking, and using her tongue constantly while I occupied myself by playing with her erect little nipples. I didn�t try to hold back this time. I knew she wouldn�t be able to keep this up for long. I enjoyed the activity for almost five minutes before it was time to unload.

�Look out baby," I groaned "I�m gonna shoot any time now!�

Instead of pulling off, she just went faster! When she started moaning I looked down and saw that her other hand was between her legs. The combination of that sight and the vibrations in her mouth from the sounds she was making set me off.

When she felt my cock start to pulse she pulled back so her lips were wrapped around the head. When I came it set her off as well. She started moaning harder and her hand was a blur between her legs. I sent her a large offering.

She swallowed what she could but there was no way she was going to be able to handle all of it. When I was done she gave one last lick and looked up at me with a smile. She was facing away from the shower head with cum trailing out both sides of her lips.

She said �That was nice. I hope you liked it as much as I did� as she stood and wiped her face with the washcloth. �I�m sorry I couldn�t get it all. There was just too much!�

She was starting to babble, so I kissed her. She calmed down, and I told her that it was wonderful. I also told her that I was glad she enjoyed doing it and hoped she would do it often.

She asked �Doesn�t it bother you to kiss me right after I did that? I mean, I know we kissed after you went down on me but I never thought a guy would do that.�

I put a finger on her lips to stop them from moving. �Any guy that wouldn�t kiss the girl who has just made him feel as good as you just made me feel isn�t worth having. I have to ask though, what happened to the shy but gorgeous red-haired girl I met last week?�

After a moment she said �I don�t know. You�re the first guy I�ve even wanted to talk to except my brother. I don�t know if it was because I�m just shy or because I didn�t have anything in common with them. When you and I talk, it's about current events, books, politics, and other things that people our age don�t think about. I guess boys just bored me because they weren�t interested in the same things I was. You�re different, it�s like you were older or something.�

In order to de-rail that train of thought I said �Let me tell you a secret. I�m not interested in most girls my age either. They�re worried about superficial things that just don�t matter to me. I don�t care one little bit about the things they�re obsessed with. You�re different too you know. I�d be willing to bet you get straight A�s, read a lot, and do well at every sport you�re involved with. You do all this because you are bright and dedicated. I also noticed that you don�t wear make-up. Most girls would but I�m glad that you don�t. In your case, it would be like painting a mustache on the Mona Lisa. In short, we�re two odd-balls. It�s like we�re twenty-year-olds in twelve-year-old bodies. I�m very glad we met.�

She looked at me with tears in her eyes �Talk about perfect!� she said, and kissed me again.

I took my time washing her, and she came twice more. Once while I was sucking and playing with her breasts and pussy, and another time by tongue-fucking her with my hands playing with her ass. She really enjoyed that Gene Simmons treatment!

We staggered back to my bed with me supporting her. When I asked if she was alright she smiled and said �I�ve never felt this good in my life, but my whole body is sore! You made me cum so hard, and so often, that I think I pulled a muscle! I�m glad there�s no practice tomorrow. I need the rest. Those two extra ones must have been a bit much.�

We spent the rest of the day checking out my books and talking, with occasional make-out sessions. We did spend an hour or so in the whirlpool. It seemed to help her a lot. It seemed like I could talk to Paula easier than anyone I had known in this life so far, besides Beth. When we were discussing what we were going to do with our lives I was surprised with her answer.

I knew she wanted to be a doctor, but I had expected her to say she was going to be a pediatrician like most girls her age. Instead she told me she was going to be an oncologist.

When she noticed the shocked look on my face I explained �I�m sorry, it�s just that most people our age can�t even spell the word much less want to be one. You are amazing!�

I was expecting her to be skeptical when I informed her that I was going to be the first NFL linebacker to become president of the United States, and after that I thought I might just retire and enjoy life.

She surprised me again by commenting �Why linebacker? Wouldn�t quarterback be more appropriate, if you�re looking for name recognition? A lot of people will expect a quarterback to be smart, but fewer will believe that a linebacker can be.�

I was shocked �I don�t believe you! You got the whole idea figured out that fast? The linebacker idea is for two reasons. First, it�s what I want to play and second, is the shock value. I want to be underestimated by the competition. They won�t expect someone they see as a dumb jock to be smarter than they are. They�re wrong anyway. I think it�s about time to end that stereotype.�

She loved that idea, and actually asked to be my campaign manager. After that, the conversation got around to Beth. I was worried when I told her about my new sister, especially the part about her sharing my apartment.

Instead, she kissed me and said �You two must get along really well to be able to do that. I could never share a place with Jeff, he�s a slob� and changed the subject. �This is really strange. I�ve wanted you from the moment you said your first words to me, but I just knew you would never feel the same way about me. When we came over yesterday I thought you might at least like me a little, so I took a chance. That�s why I asked if I could come over today, I had to know if there was a chance you wanted me.�

I had a lot on my mind after she left. It was a dilemma. I really liked Paula, but not nearly as much as Beth. I felt kind of bad about not telling her that Beth was my adopted sister. I decided to try and forget about things for a while by working out and listening to some tunes.

I had been at it for over an hour when I heard the doorbell. I wrapped a towel around my neck to answer it, wondering who the heck it could be. When I opened the door Jeff was standing there, and he didn�t look pleased. I could only think 'it just keeps getting better', but invited him in.