Deja Vu AscendancyChapter 101: Ava's Fitness Test free porn video

Friday, April 22, 2005 (Continued)

Julia did introduce me to Sophia and Ashley. They were nice girls (and not much more needs to be said about them as they don't feature significantly in my autobiography, being my girlfriend's brothers' girlfriends, so three removed from me).

Dinner was waiting on us. We were quickly seated and it was served. I tried to apologize for holding it up by blaming Julia in a lighthearted way.

Ashley said, "We heard her calling you a moron. Sophia and I have the same problem. Boyfriends can be fine for days on end, and sometimes even for a whole week, and then they go and do something that leaves us shaking our heads in amazement." Then they saw how much food I put on my big plate, and they shook their heads in amazement.

I explained, "I'm trying to put on weight so it's harder for Julia to drag me around the house."

Julia added, "He does a lot of sports, plus he's got a very busy day of shopping tomorrow."

That was generally the tone of the conversation. Normally our conversations are strange these days, so we tried to create strange conversation so it'd appear normal to Sophia and Ashley. Although it did take a lurch in the normal direction when Sophia asked me, "When will we meet Carol?"

I was a bit flustered, trying to work out why they'd want to meet Carol, and how they even knew she existed. Andrew, seeing my confusion, came to the rescue, "Remember we said we'd tell Sophia and Ashley that Julia was also Carol's girlfriend. We talked about it when we were in the hot tub last time."

Ahh! I remembered now. The Boys had also been worried about Julia's sexual aggressiveness and if Carol would be naked in the hot tub, which reminded me that Carol was supposed to be here tonight. I'd forgotten all about it, and she wasn't here, so I was confused again. I said, "I remember now. I had forgotten, sorry. What's worse is that I'd forgotten that Carol was supposed to be here tonight, wasn't she, Julia?"

Julia said, "That was the original plan, but Carol and I changed it last night when I was with her. Sorry that I forgot to tell you. She was hoping for a quiet, catch-up evening at home and an early night. I talked to her a while ago and she's fine. She mentioned that her Liaison Club has been VERY busy. She thought that was funny."

Julia turned to our guests, and said, "That's a girls' social group at Carol's school. Carol might come over for an hour or so later. You'll meet her then."

Almost none of the rest of the conversation was about me, which was perfect as far as I was concerned. Most of the time they talked about stuff relevant to the four of them (The Boys and their girls).

My managing to eat all the food that I'd piled on my plate was joked about, which put me off getting seconds. I'd have to sneak some more food later.

While the table was being cleared after dinner, I had a chance to grab Julia for a private chat, "Julia, I've been worrying about the quizzes your dad's going to give me tomorrow morning. I still have to cover some more material, which I'm pretty sure I can do, especially if we do that running trick with Ava tomorrow morning. But those quizzes are REALLY important, especially with the expensive new hardware possibly coming. I've never heard of anyone spending that much on a computer before, and it's scary. I'd like to spend some more time studying, so I can review some of my earlier work before doing the quizzes. An extra couple of hours would be much appreciated. I was wondering whether I could duck out of the rest of the dinner party to study? They're happily chatting among themselves so they shouldn't miss me. What do you think? That's not too rude, is it?"

"That sounds fine to me, let's check with Mom shall we?"

We went to the kitchen. There were several people there, still cleaning up after dinner. Julia whispered in her Mom's ear for about three seconds (WAY shorter than I'd taken to explain the situation).

Vanessa smiled and said, "Sure."

Julia came back to me, then called out to the room, "Sophia, Ashley, Others. Mark's got a couple of quizzes tomorrow morning that he doesn't feel comfortable about, so he's going to duck upstairs to do some studying. I'll see him settled then come back and join you. See you in a few minutes."

"Nice to meet yous" were exchanged, and I was outta there. That was easy.

We went up to my study. While I was getting ready (powering up the computer, pulling out my notes, etc.) Julia said, "I'll call up Ava in a couple of minutes. What time do you want her to come over?"

"As late as possible. No, that's not right. It doesn't matter, because it just slides when I'll get up to study. Whenever suits you."

"I'll tell her 9:45 promptly then. I'll meet her and bring her into our bedroom. You keep studying and I'll come fetch you once she's here. Then you do what we discussed before and I'll come and sleep in here. It'd probably be best not to wake me when you come in to study in the morning. Is there anything else?"

"That's all fine. I'd appreciate it if you could smuggle a snack up here at some stage. I didn't get any seconds."

"Why not?"

"The girls were joking about how much I ate, and I didn't want to grab even more in front of them."

Julia shook her head in that way that means I've been stupid again. She said, "I've a good mind NOT to bring you any food, to teach you a lesson. There was no reason you couldn't have had seconds AND thirds, Mark. Even in those shapeless clothes they can see you're not fat. There's nothing to be ashamed of in eating a large amount if that's what your body needs. If you were a pig who stuffed himself and got fatter, then shame would be appropriate, but nothing could be further from the truth. I will go and get some food for you, but I'm going to make a BIG production out of it: filling up your LARGE plate, and loudly making sure they all know it's for you. That way, for the rest of ALL the meals you'll be having with them, you'll be able to eat the amount you want. Sheesh! I do wish you'd toughen up."

Julia left, without giving me a goodbye kiss. Today wasn't one of my better days.

I turned to the computer, and while #1 remembered, we checked his hypothesis using Calculator: a^2 + b^2 = c^2, so 16.00^2 + 25.60^2 = 911.36. That to the power of 0.5 was 30.19, which Dell obviously just called their "30-inch" screen. Which confirmed that those numbers were the size of the screen in hundredths of an inch. Excellent. It was great to get at least one thing right today. Thus cheered, although a little sad that most other people were so uncomfortable with numbers that they had to drop the decimal point, I started studying. I still have new material to work through until I reach the point in each course that Prof identified as where I should stop. Any study time after that I'll use for reviewing.

Julia came back about thirty minutes later, carrying my big plate covered in a small mountain of food and a large glass of milk. The plate contained enough for seconds, thirds, and a good proportion of fourths. Julia informed me, "Ashley and Sophia are AMAZED by how much food you eat!

-- "I talked to Ava briefly and all's well there. I told her you'd had a busy day and a lot of sex already, so you wouldn't be up to your usual standard. I told her to bring her running clothes in case you feel like having a run in the morning. She laughed but said she would. I talked to Carol as well. She's good, and isn't going to come over tonight. You're too busy and she is too. She's had many girls call her since she got home. Girls who were at lunch or who saw you walking around school. She's having a great time telling so many tall tales about you. Someone's been a bad influence on that girl, haha. It's a good thing Carol's got a cellphone, because she'd be MILES over the limit you're allowed on your landline. She talked to Ava earlier. Ava's excited about seeing you tonight, but we knew that anyway. Carol asked Ava to 'please give you a good time, because you are such a nice brother.' Ava boasted that she'd give you all the good time you could handle. 'Pride goeth before a fall, ' haha.

-- "My last comment is about a little point you may not remember. Do you remember me mentioning at lunch that Carol could take Ava down to meet her girlfriends, and let them play with Ava's body while asking sex questions about you?"

"I think I can remember something like that, yes."

"Good. Carol said that some of the girls asked her about that. Half a dozen or so. Carol has told Ava that she's going to be played with by several girls at school next week as part of her bi training and testing. Ava's quite mixed up about that. Carol managed to make it sound quite sexy, but it's not Ava's normal scene, so she doesn't really know how to react. She'll do it, of course, especially after she gets a taste of you tonight, but she's confused about the direction her life has suddenly gone in. I told Carol that I'll text her when Ava goes home tomorrow morning, and for her to call Ava about fifteen minutes later. Ava should have just got home and hopefully will be exhausted but won't have fallen asleep yet. Carol will tell Ava to come over for sex, which will be the last thing Ava will want. She'll have to explain that you're too much of a man for her, which will be good for her to have to admit, and Carol won't let her forget it afterward either.

-- "Carol sends you her love, and asked you to give Ava a kiss for her, but you can choose where. Also that all your family will be home for Saturday dinner and afterward. That's about it."

I managed to get several kisses this time, then Julia said, "I'd better leave you to your studying."

After about fifteen more minutes of study, there was a knock on my door. When it didn't immediately open, I called, "Open."

Robert came in. "I thought I should check on what graphics card you've got in your computer. OSU should have it in their records but I'd rather double-check so there won't be a slipup. Is now convenient?"

Not really, as it was obviously going to take a fair while to shut everything down, disconnect all the cables from the computer, and open up the case to find out; and then to reverse the entire procedure. But it had to be done sooner or later, so it might as well be now. At least it'd give me some uninterrupted snacking time.

"Okay. Give me a second to note where I'm up to."

"No need. Just let me have the mouse for a few seconds."

I took my hand off the mouse, partly out of surprise. True to his word, three or four seconds later Robert said, "Thought so. Thanks." The software knew what hardware it had! I'd never thought of that. That seemed almost intelligent. He closed the window, stood back, and asked, "Have you given any thought to where to place the new hardware?"

"Ahh, no. I haven't."

We discussed that for a few minutes. When I'd first designed what I wanted here, especially the positioning of the shelves, I'd been thinking mostly of doing schoolwork, which is not how it's turned out. Studying college courses was currently almost entirely screen based. The easiest setup was to install both computers under my desk with the panels mounted side by side on the wall I faced, rather than have the systems on the mini-desk between my and Carol's desks. On my much larger desk, with the keyboards in front of the screens, there was still plenty of desk space for my note taking, and having the mouses out to either side. All we needed to do was move a couple of shelves, which Robert said was very easy. They were 80% empty anyway, although they'd be filled next year - I shudder at the thought of how many textbooks I'm going to have to read next year. Setting up my new system, if OSU agreed to buy it, looked to be very easy, which made Robert happy.

Before he left, Robert asked, "Please tell me that you're not so focused on studying that you sleep in here rather than with Julia?" He pointed to the mattress made up in the far corner of the room.

There was no secret about the other girls, so I said, "The reverse this time. Julia will be sleeping there. A girl called Ava, one of my Liaisons, is coming over at about 10. I'm going to give her a hard workout, then leave her in the main bed while I come back here to carry on studying. Julia needs to catch up on her sleep, and she slept with Ava last night anyway, so Julia is going to camp in here so she can sleep through the whole thing."

Robert shook his head. "Your sex-life is too bizarre. But then, so are you. When I came in you were reading the monitor and those notes," pointing to the printed out lecture notes in front of me, "at the same time, weren't you?"

"Sure. That's how I work. That's how I USED to work, until Julia caught me and dragged me downstairs. Two monitors and two mouses will be great though, especially if they're big screens."

"They're big all right. I'm not brave enough to get on Julia's bad side by not spending enough of OSU's money. Can I watch you study for a minute or two, before I go? I find the concept amazing."

"Sure, although it's not exactly thrilling to watch. By the way, as you know about that ability of mine, you might as well tell Andrew. I'll give him a demonstration sometime, over breakfast or whatever, just so long as there aren't any non-family witnesses, as I'd prefer to keep it low key. Please don't discuss it with anyone else."

"Okay. I'll have to think of a fun way to tell Andrew. It's too good not to twist his tail about it somehow."

I chuckled about that, wondering if some money might be changing hands shortly. I turned to my studying.

A couple of minutes later Robert slipped out of the room.

About forty five minutes later, about 9:30, there was another knock on the door. This time Prof came in, shut the door behind him, and wordlessly handed me my license. I was confused for a second, because I thought it was in my wallet in Julia's bedroom. But then I noticed that I looked a little older in the picture and the pieces fell into place. I looked at it much more carefully.

"Wow. It's good. Can I get my real one from Julia's room and put them side by side?"

"That'll be good. I'll come with you."

On the way I asked him, "When did you get it?"

"Not in the hallway, Mark."

Oops. I shut up until we were in Julia's room with the door closed. "Sorry about the hallway question."

"No problem. I'm sure you knew better. We have to be cautious because there are so many people coming and going these days."

I looked at my watch, then said, "Yeah. There's another one coming in ten or fifteen minutes: Ava, one of the Liaisons. We shouldn't stay in this room long. Let's look at the two of them."

Side by side they were virtually identical, the main difference being my birth year.

"This is a VERY good fake. Not that I know much about fakes, but I'd heard that most of them were pretty crappy. This one sure isn't."

I offered the two cards to Prof, who refused them saying, "I've already done the same thing, comparing it to mine."

Then he pulled the fake out of my hand, "If you don't mind - and even if you do - I'll keep the fake well hidden in this house. It's not the sort of thing you want to accidentally give a cop if you're pulled over one day. In answer to your question about quality: with fakes, like so much else in life, you get what you pay for. With so much money at stake we didn't want to scrimp. It was surprisingly cheap though, which is a little worrying." I didn't want to know the price. Every time I turn around, money is being spent on me.

-- "Tomorrow night will be a good night to go. I imagine it'll be the casino's busiest night, which hopefully means all the staff will be busy and less likely to notice anything we do. I hope you haven't got anything you can't cancel tomorrow night?"

"Umm, actually I do." There was the beginning of a frown on Prof's face so I hurriedly added, "A family thing. I've been spending so much time away from my family that I'm getting homesick. I've already asked everyone to be home on Saturday evening and they've all agreed. Mom and Dad don't know about our plans for my doing a whole degree next year, Mom hasn't had a chance to tell me about the school's $45,000 deal. We're not seeing enough of each other."

"That's a good reason. Relax Mark, I don't mind. How about Sunday evening then?"

"That's good with me. I am VERY eager to move this forward. I can't wait until we're all in the mansion. That's going to be AWESOME! And think of how much more efficient it'll be, as I won't miss evenings because I'm homesick, haha. Which reminds me, because I'm staying with my family on Saturday night, I probably won't be able to study the next morning, because Mom doesn't want me to drive those hours on weekend mornings."

"I think we can miss a day, especially if you'll be 20% faster when your new hardware arrives. Why don't you take your mother for a drive sometime, so she can see how good you are? Maybe she'll relax that restriction."

"Umm. I never thought of that. That's a good idea. Thanks."

"No problem. Drive her somewhere busy, such as through the center of town. Back to Sunday. The casino we're going to is nearly an hour's drive away. It's small, so nothing like the Vegas casinos you would've seen on TV. According to their website they've got only four roulette tables, so we're going to have to be careful, but that would've been the case anyway. I don't want us to do much talking about our research or plan in the casino itself, in case we're overheard, but we should be able to discuss the details during the car ride. It comes down to you, though: how your ability works out, different things you want to try, etc. Have you reviewed the movie and picture that I emailed you?"

I hadn't thought to check my email. My family all got email addresses when we got dial-up, but I virtually never use it as our home computer is too slow and its online time too restricted. Now that I'm getting some real, non-spam emails I must get into the habit of checking it regularly. So the truthful answer to Prof's questions was a big, fat "No." Prof already had the casino picked out, knew how many roulette tables they had, and who knows what else, but I'd done nothing. Except repeatedly tell myself how desperately eager I was to make this happen. Just not eager enough, apparently, to actually DO anything useful about it. Sheesh!

Fortunately I had a small escape window, "I haven't looked at them again, but in your study I worked out pretty much what I want to do. Then it'll be a matter of learning from experience at the time. I'll look at them when I get back in the study, but I don't expect to have any more ideas."

"Okay. I'll let you get back to your study then." It'd only be for about five minutes, until Ava arrived.

Prof left, carrying my fake ID and the empty plate with him. It was probably a good idea not to leave a six-year backdated ID with a 15-year old boy. Who knows what mischief I could get into, if I could find time after all the sex I was doing. I made a mental note to put my "Disguise Kit" in my car the next time I was at home. I'd feel foolish if we tried to set off on our journey and I'd forgotten to apply it.

I spent the next few minutes looking at the video and close-up picture of the wheel. No brilliant ideas struck me. Nothing unusual about that, as - not being brilliant - brilliant ideas don't strike me very often.

I was also conscious that I hadn't gotten around to thinking about Prof's profit split structure. I wanted to discuss that with him sometime soon, especially as things seemed to be progressing nicely. In fact, the speed of the next stage was entirely up to me. The sooner I learned how to get that little ball into the right slot, or close enough to it that the odds were distorted sufficiently for us to bet them profitably, the sooner we could take a little trip down to Vegas. With $100,000 in our pocket, good grief!

Julia came in. The first thing I noticed was that she was carrying a nightie. I don't think I'd ever seen her in a nightie, not that I remembered anyway. I 'only' remember seeing her in the nude, there being nothing "only" about that!

I asked, "You've got a nightie?"

"Sure. Several of them." Of course she did. They were clothing, and we all know how much Julia likes buying clothing. "I brought it with me in case the bed was cold tonight. When I got it out I told Ava that I was sleeping in another room because you'd screwed me too much recently."

The sad fact was that I hadn't screwed her for far too long. There had to be a good reason for that, but I couldn't think of it. I said, "Unfortunately that's VERY not true. Sorry about that. Please remind me to do something about that tomorrow night."

"If I have to remind you, I'll be very disappointed. We should have some more opportunities over the next few days, as it'll take a while for the Liaison process to start feeding new girls through. Then we'll try to keep it reasonably balanced." I couldn't argue with that, mainly because I had no real idea about how the Liaison process was going to work.

Julia continued, "I can't believe I'm saying this, but it'd be a good idea for me to have some nights off. I couldn't keep up with my schoolwork or sleep if I had you available all the time. Carol thinks the same applies to her, so your having some random girls a few nights a week is probably a good idea all around." I couldn't argue with that either! Couldn't argue, wouldn't argue, refused to argue. Mainly because I was too busy anticipating it. I've recently discovered that I quite like having sex with other girls.

I did stay focused on the current conversation enough to say, "Did Prof mention that he and I are probably going to try our business idea out on Sunday? You know we have my ID, don't you?"

"I know. Robert had to go pick it up. Ashley's date with Robert has been very stop/start tonight, but the rest of us kept her company."

I HAD been interrupting Robert a lot tonight: the computer discussion, him checking out my study, and now going to get my ID.

I must have looked guilty, because Julia added, "Don't worry, he promised to make it up to her tonight. I think she'll be happy enough."

Remember me telling you that "brilliant ideas don't tend to strike me very often"? That's not true with stupid thoughts, I have those very often. I ask, "Oh, is Ashley allowed to stay overnight?" I immediately realized my stupidity, just not immediately enough to stop making a fool of myself. What was the chance that Prof and Vanessa allowed their 16-year old daughter sleep with her partner overnight, but not their 26-year old son? D'oh! In my defense I'm not used to ANYONE staying overnight for sex as it doesn't happen in our house; other than Mom and Dad, of course, but I CERTAINLY don't count them! I immediately added, "Cancel that! Very stupid question. Ava's here, is she?"

"Sure is. Lying naked in bed waiting for you. She brought her running gear too. I don't know whether Ava will overlap with Ashley and Sophia in the morning. We'll try to get Ava out of here before the others get out of bed. If they do meet I don't mind telling them that we had a threesome. I dropped some very vague hints about that earlier, just in case. I think The Boys are being overly protective about that. Ashley and Sophia aren't blushing virgins. We'll try to avoid it because there's no benefit in rubbing it in their face, but it's nothing to worry about as far as I'm concerned."

"I'd better go say 'Hello' to Ava then."

"Haha. If you want to waste your time talking, then by all means. You go work your Mark Magic on her. I've already said goodnight to everyone, so I'm going to bed too, just not the same one, unfortunately." I opened my mouth, but Julia said, "No. Tomorrow night is fine." I shut my mouth.

I didn't bother tidying up my study area because the less I put away now, the less noise I'd make getting back to work later. Also because I was quite eager to start working my "Mark Magic" on Ava. I kissed Julia. She WAS tired, and I could easily smell that she'd been in the hot tub, which induces additional sleepiness, so it was just a short kiss. I said, "Goodnight, darling."

I left the room, rubbing my hands together in glee at being able to do some 'Magic' on a new girl.

I saw no good reason to knock, so I simply opened the door and entered the bedroom, deliberately walking as if I was tired. Ava was sitting up in bed, the sheet pulled up to just below her bare shoulders. Goody, as bare shoulders imply naked. (As a general rule, finding a naked teenage girl in your bed merits a "Goody.")

The only time I'd seen her naked was in her photos, and she'd looked very nice in those. Which gave me a little idea. I walked to my closet and started undressing while saying, "Hi Ava. Very nice to see you. Julia and Carol have been telling me how hard you're trying and that I should let you spend the night even though they're not totally sure about your obedience and bisexuality yet, but I'm sorry that you've caught me on a night when I'm very tired. Are you sure you want to do it tonight?"

By now my shirt had been removed and hung up (I'd only worn it to dinner, so it was easily good for another day without a wash), I'd bent over and removed my shoes and socks, which somehow required a surprisingly large about of muscle flexing, and was in the process of pushing down my pants. Ava had been watching me avidly the whole time, especially after my shirt came off (I'm not sure someone can be "especially avid", but if they can, she was). "Oh YES!" she exclaimed. "You look VERY good."

I hung up my pants, and still in my underwear to frustrate her obvious desire to see more, I implemented the little idea I'd had on entering the room. I turned to her and said, "Ava, get up and let me have a look at you. I've got no idea what your body looks like. Julia and Carol have seen you, but I don't know what you look like yet." I was proud of myself for not saying "please". That was VERY hard for me, especially right at the end. It almost hurt to force myself to leave it off.

My plan got delayed for a minute while Ava raved about my body. There's been so much of that recently I'm sure you don't need me to quote it yet again. Eventually I was able to repeat my request that she get out of bed to show me her body, ending again with, "I STILL don't know what you look like."

Ava moved to obey while saying, "Yes you do. I gave you my photographs."

I frowned, as if trying to remember, and wondered out loud, "Were you one of the girls who did that?"

As she was indeed one of the girls who did that, Ava said, "Yes. Don't you remember? I put some naked photos of me in the envelope."

"Ahh, yes. Now I remember. I didn't really look at them. Except I liked the one of your face; that was nice. You had done your makeup nicely, and you had nice earrings in too. I remember thinking how pretty you are." My combined knowledge on makeup and earrings could be written on the back of a postage stamp using a thick felt-tip pen, but she didn't know that.

"You really don't remember my body?"

"Why? Was there something especially memorable about it?"

Ava was REALLY at a loss how to answer that. Her mouth opened and closed a few times. Comically and ineffectually.

I added, "I remember thinking that it looked fine, but I've forgotten why now. Please get up and let me have a look." Damn, a "please" had slipped out.

With a confused look on her face, Ava started getting out of bed. (I was going to joke that she was the sort of girl who'd often have confused looks on her face, but she really isn't that dumb. Julia had put her into such an unusual situation that the poor girl didn't know what was going on. From that uncertain base, it was only a very short step to make her confused.)

I enjoyed watching her get out of bed (I can imagine your lack of surprise at reading that). She has a nice body. Slim, athletic, and definitely desirable. I could feel the "desirable" aspect starting to have an effect already, but I sent it the first of many go-softs because I didn't want to show any desire yet. Because I DID remember her body, and distinctly remembered that her photos were tasteful, and only showed the hair at the top of her pussy, I immediately noticed that there was NO hair down there at all. I pretended not to notice that change.

She stood proudly, and turned around doing a few little poses for me.

I said, "I think I do remember now. I have a good memory, but I didn't bother giving the photos any attention. Bodies don't mean much without the personality of the person."

That last statement was crap of course. Bodies are completely separate from personalities, and it's wonderful when a girl has a great body, regardless of her personality. I'd only used the line because I remembered Julia saying something to that effect when she was talking to Ava on the phone, and because I knew it to be the type of unreal nonsense that girls eat up. God knows why.

I was expecting Ava to comment on her lack of pussy hair, because Ava isn't the sort of girl who can restrain herself easily. Sure enough, after a few seconds she said, "Did you notice that I shaved."